Uske baad maine unka phone bahot try kiya unhone uthaana band kar diya. Mai fir se unhe bhool kar apni studies mai busy ho gaya.2 hafte baad unka phon... aaya aur kaha ki ghoomne le jaaoge mujhe ? maine kaha kal chalet hai (actually unki saheli ne unko mere khilaaf bhadka diya thha ki mai achha ladka nahi hoon etc) next day hum log unki car mai ghoome CCD par coffee pi, achha time nikla, jaate waqt maine unki thigh par pinch kar diya bas etni hi badmaashi kar paaya.Next day wapas wahi haal phone. The foreman, Will Stephens stood in his yellow hard hat yelling out instruction to the crew, and men placed barriers at each end of the street stopping pedestrians and vehicles from entering for safety reasons. Striding towards the front door of the first old house at the end of the street Will asked a member of the crew nearest him, ‘Has the check been made on the buildings to make sure they’re empty?’ ‘Nah…..not yet…..I’ll get a few of the men to make a quick run through them to check.’ ‘Get. But my mind was craving to eat boobs and ass .We started to eat lunch and ramya was sitting besides me in close manner.Both of our legs were rubbing against each other I found controlling myself very tough.On other side janani made me to eat vegetables with her own hands since I don’t like vegetables.I can taste those hands with my mouth .I was praying not to ejaculate in my underwear since I was wearing grey track pants which will show water mark.After finishing my lunch we made phone calls. "Well if I asked you to strip off now in front of me, you would refuse right," she nodded, "but if I told you that you were all alone in your bathroom and you wanted to take a shower, you would strip off." Oh," she gasped, putting her hand in front of her mouth."And to top it all off," I smiled at her discomfort, "there's not a lot us humans won't do, given the right situations." Oh," she said again."We kill, maim, torture and rape, history has taught us that," I said."What are you two talking.