At least until I asked her, and she finally admitted that she was, but again, there was no move on her part. Then the whole i****t question, made disc...ssing that issue with anyone too hard to get around. So, talking about my fucking around with her as the target of my affections was definitely out of the question. When winter came around, I was definitely getting frustrated by it all. Mom was NOT reacting, and Dad was not touching, no matter what I tried. I even came into the den once wearing. Kriti: Can I sit with u hereMe: My brother is with me lets go to another room or he might tell mother.Kriti: ok lets go.When we went to another room(5th empty)Kriti: Come sit next to me.Me: What u are up to at this point of time.Kriti: Was missing you.I then pull her close to me in the bed and planted a kiss on her lips. She was looking in my eyes and I said I am here for you and planted one more kiss and then I was smooching.Kriti: Are we doing right?Me: Yes whats in your mindAnd this time she. Perhaps she should talk, but she wasn’t sure what to say. She was relieved when Dom took the decision away from her. ‘Lani, I am sorry,’ he said quietly, taking her hand. She dropped her eyes as his hand enveloped hers, she could feel the warmth through her whole body. His fingers gently nudged her dark, liquid eyes back to his. ‘Tell me what I can do to make up for it.’ ‘Tell me I didn’t do anything wrong,’ she said. She reached over and tentatively ran a finger along his jaw. ‘I just wanted .. Or jangho ko sehlata. Unhe b maza aane laga tha ab mein piche baith kar unki neck mein hath dalta or mugh se rha nai gaya to maine unke kano par ek kiss kar dia or apni jibh unke kano mein dal di.Aisa karte hi unhone Scooty roki or muge ek thappad chad dia meri gand fat gai muge laga ab vo mere parents ko sab bta dengi ab mein Scooty chala rha tha or vo piche baithi thi sare raste usne kuch nai bola mein bas sorry sorry bolta rha. Jab hum ghar aae to laga beta aaj to tu gaya. Mein sidha apne.