Smart. Kind of dead-ended where she is, though.”Old Andy’s eyes softened. “Giving a kid a chance. Mighty decent of you.”“I try.”“No, I�...m serious. You weren’t on Leslie’s scoreboard.”Leslie was what we call a ‘plant 10’, a girl who might be a five or six anywhere outside an industrial site. She fucked just about anybody who’d buy her a couple of dinners and a few drinks. Made herself available to me. I declined. One – morals. Two – rumors that one of her ‘partners’ had somehow picked up a strain. I never got chance to do this kind of things with Rinku again. In second year of engineering we changed our house and bought one house with 2 rooms. One of rooms was accommodated by my aunty and uncle and other by my elder cousin brother. Rinku and I used to sleep in hall but sometimes she used to sleep in her parents room.In night sometimes I have heard gentle moans of my aunty from the room, which is well understood why. Let me come to the incident now. One day I was surfing through internet. After good night wishes we all went to out bedrooms and an hour later I slipped into Salonis room who was working on her thesis in a satin nightie and I could see the bra outline through it. I grabbed her from behind and I said I want to see it now. She pulled her nightie up her ass from one side, lowered her panty and I saw a mermaid pouring water out of a vessel there. I asked Saloni if I could drink some water from there, to which she smiled shyly. I planted a kiss on those white round juicy. I closed my eyes, trying not to think of loneliness. Suddenly, I felt something, perhaps a hand, run up my leg and pull my dress slightly up. I darted my eyes open, but saw nothing. I decided that I was probably just horny and dismissed it. I closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep. An hour later, I woke up and found my clothes on the floor. Had I been that horny that I had stripped of my clothes in my sleep? My pussy was so wet and my nipples were so hard. I started rubbing my nipples, as.