From friends to close friends that some times we may hug each other & even peck some times. Things went well & the results of my Class X came. I got 5...6/600 & Sindhu got 540/600. I was sad that she got lesser marks than me as she was a great ranker in the school. Her mother called me & asked me about my well being, after a week. (Sindhu introduced me to her mother as a friend.) We became very close that her mother invited me for lunch, the following day.I went to her house in the best formal I. “You gotta say it mate,” he nudged me, “she is looking good lately! Her clothes don’t fit anymore but it is worth buying new for her.”I nodded and heartily agreed with him, my head full of passionate possibilities about her. I looked closely at her as she stood before us, lifting her arms and spinning slowly, as if to allow us to inspect her.Her woolly jumper used to fit her but now it is too loose, but it still looks good. I can see her bra clearly under the woolly material, through the. At least I'd see him again in the morning.I'd had a shower and was just heading for my room when John pulled me aside in the hall with an impish grin on his face."Little sister's got the hot's, hasn't she?" He chided."Don't be awful." was all I could think of to say."I might be able to arrange a special birthday present" he hinted lasciviously. "Are you interested?" Wouldn't matter if I was." I giggled. "He's just being nice for my birthday, and besides, I don't think the oldies would be too. He gently put his hands on my neck and dropped the pallu down. He was staring at my boobs and I was feeling amazing. I was feeling like a super queen. He then without hesitating touched my boobs and stated asking,bhabhiji blouse kitna deep rakhoon. I replied stammering.. Whatever you feel you can make it. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly. I could not stop him doing and instead, I hugged him and tighter and even closer. He without uttering a single word started kissing me. I was.