They were roommates, but more, always together. Any time one was there, the other was close. Of course there had been friendly speculation that they w...re gay, but they were circumspect and the speculation was just to pass time on the tour. If they had been older no one would have thought about it at all.Or maybe they would. The couple made a lovely contrast. One was an administrator from my school, fair, with blown-dry, gray-blond hair. No, not fair, but pale. Creamy, English pale. And funny.. Man karta uske samne underwear khol ke phenk duin aur useland dikha kar use tadpata rahuin. Phir mujhe khyal ata akhir wohcousin hai aur mujhe uske bare main aisa nahin sochna chahiye. Aurphir se exercise karne lagta.Ekdin ki bat hai abbu office gaye theaur ammi bazaar. Main muhn dhokar nahane chala gaya. Nahate waqtmain pura naga ho jata huin. Miss rania zia main apko apne bare mainek bat aur bata duin, kuchh mahino pahale main nightfall se pareshantha. Nightfall se mujhe nafrat thi. Aksar der. She’s about five-seven and weighs maybe 120. Her medium brown hair normally falls in long thick waves to the middle of her back but that morning it was splayed across the pillow she cuddled. She was lying on her side, one leg resting over the top of the blanket, her pajama pants were pulled up above her knee, half her thigh was visible in the morning light. The leg looked smooth, long, lean and pretty fucking sexy. Her hazel eyes were hidden behind closed lids but when they were open, they. She said she had a costume and I was to wear one as well.What, I don’t have one.Yes you do, your going as a girl.Aww but that's boring , I do that all the time..Well you’re going as one tonight. No one will care because it’s a costume party so get dressed and make it good.This ran shivers down my spine thinking about it. So I shower and shave very close-everything. Since I dress at home a lot, I knew just what to wear. What the hell, it’s a costume party isn’t it?I put on my red gaft, thigh.