I open the door, revealing a smiling man dressed in an impeccable gray suit. I don’t remember the last time I saw a man dressed so formally. It must...have been 2025 or so, back when I used to be a fresh-faced coed ready to take on the world. In those halcyon days, I’d thought men in suits were the capitalist devil.He’s carrying a white paper bag that smells of things I’ve nearly forgotten. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear it was a to go bag from Café du Monde.He’s darkly handsome, with. She was finding that she was enjoying her hostess role for this party more than she had in quite a long time.The caterers were arriving. Gloria had worked with them before and she stepped aside as they went about their business. She looked at her watch, though, wondering why Maddy wasn't yet on the scene with all the things from the school. She reminded herself that it was a long drive and traffic in the middle of the city could be unpredictable. At the same time, she pondered a little about. Ankhen maine abhi bhi band kar rakhi thi,aur neend ka natak kar raha tha.Thodi hi der mein mera hal behal ho gaya aur maine mera hath Nisha Bhabhi ke panje se ooper khiskana shuru kar diya.Maine suna Nisha Bhabhi ke hothon sesiskariya nikal rahi thi.Maine mera haath aur ooper badhaya aur mere ko to maja aa gaya jab mera hath unki chikni phooli hui chut se ja takraya.Nisha Bhabhi ne apni janghein bhheench li aur mere hath ko sari ke ooper se apne hath se jor se daba diya.Maine apni beech wali. Nind nahin ayi . kya main andar ajaun,,? Mein; ajayi mom . mom andar ayi to dekha t/v on hai raat ko kuch 12.45am tha . mom boli tum bhi nahin soya hai…? Meiney nahin mom mujhe nind nahin. Mom; achha kya main tera sar daba dun ? nahin mom its ok & I am ok . I said.. mom; nahin beta baitho yahan .. kehke zoor karne lagi to meinkaha thik hai.Fir mom mere pichese khadi hote huye mera sar dabane gagi. Aur dhere dhere pasha ne lagi aur bat karte huye sushne ush ki boob ko mere sar pe touch karane.