Magar shayad poonam ne de diya tha magar usne kuch bola nahi.. fir thodi der baad jab maine upper dekha to main hairan reh gaya poonam ko dekh kar… ...ain utha aur usse zor darr hug diya .. poonam bhi mujhe dekh kar kafi khush hui … aur fir maine usse apne saath baith kar usse baatain shuru ki… jaise … kaise hai ? kaha hai ? kya chal raha hai aaj kal ? kaha thi aab tak ? koi contact kyo nahi bana kar rakha ? aur bhi bhoooot saaare… usne saare sawalo ka jawab diya aur dheere dheere purane dosto ki. “Mindy,” he quietly started, “What have we done?” and Mindy’s heart sank as she dreaded the one thing that she was sure Brad would not feel if she led him into a sexual encounter. “Guilt !” and she searched for some kind of reassuring response that could dismiss the perversion of their activity and maybe she could thank him for helping her with her curiosity problem and fear of becoming a named slut in school if she had tried to gain her experience with just one of the boys. “Brad,” she began,. But, when you come nearby my house give me a call so that I can send my maid to market. I said ok darling, I will be there in half an hour so I said to my dad and moved and as she said I called her and now rang the bell.She opened the door and there she was looking gorgeous in a red saree with a sleeveless blouse, I entered and she closed the door and before she could say something I started to smooch her and smooching her for 10 minutes, then we sat on sofa, she said I was very much missing. Silly Josie.As I stand behind the podium, I feel him. I feel him standing close beside me. I feel the warmth coming off his body. I feel his breath on my arm as he leaned in close to the paper, watching me write out how I worked through the math. I can also feel him breathe in my scent and perfume. I can also feel his hand…wandering from my lower back to my A-line skirt covered ass. The angle and width of the podium means that no one can see what his non-writing hand is doing behind me.I decide.