..Okay, I was in a dark place ... At least it seemed dark. Actually I couldn't see a thing. I couldn't hear or feel anything either. I tested all of m... senses and they were all blank. Now what?Marjorie had said I should try hearing first. She said I'd understand why. So I tried to concentrate on my hearing. After a while, maybe a long while, I could definitely start (hearing?) something. It wasn't a sound, it was more or less an interrogatory. Something was wondering why I was here.I wondered. Fir mai raj ki bua k ghar gya to sb log the suman aur aunty kitchen me the uncle pass me the. Suman ka mobile table par tha. Mai akele bore ho raha tha so socha nita ko call akru aur call mila k jaise bahar jane lga suman ka mobile baja maine uth k dekha socha use bta du k call aa raha hai kyu k mobile silent tha to jaise phone uthaya hosh ud gye maine jis nita ko call kiya wo suman thi mera no abi k naam se save tha. Tbi suman aai maine usko screen dikhai aur wo khamosh ho gai uska sach samne. I reached out to touch her, but she moved away and wriggled a little, shedding the tight jeans below her hips. She stood naked before me. I stared at the beauty of her body. She was completely clean-shaven, with a puffy mound. She opened her legs deliberately. Then she slipped the fingers of one hand between her legs, and showed me her pussy-lips, just parting her labia with two fingers so that I had a glimpse of the glistening pink treasures inside her folds. I moaned and felt an orgasm. She came to U.S.A. to meet us. I saw her for the first time and I was shocked. She was more and more beautiful than Mary had described her. She had long blonde hair, light brown skin, small eyes. She had the perfect body, not to fat and not to slim. She was the perfect girls of witch every man is dreaming about. She embraced me and I could feel her. Her skin was as soft as pure cotton. The fragrance of her rose perfume mesmerized me. During our first conversation I noticed that she was a more.