Nahne ke baad ussne black nighty pehani. Fir hum ne breakfast karne baithe.Pallavi- Manoj aaj gumne chale.Mein- nahi aaj nahi.Pallavi- please aaj chal...na kal mera pati aayega fir hume mauka nahi milega.Mein- ok lekin ghar jaldi aayenge.Pallavi- ok mein tayar hoti hoon.Ussne Red color ki sari pehani thi. Wo kamal ki lag Rahi thi. Fir hum ghumne gaye. Restaurants mein lunch kiya aur shaam ko ghar aayeGhar aane ke baad ussne kapare change kiye aur nighty pehanli. Aur mere saath sofe par baith kar. “Yeah. It’s definitely beating fast.” “Must be the heat making our hearts work harder than normal,” Scarlet shrugged, as though this physical touching was nothing at all. And maybe it wasn’t – to her. But I was definitely aware of movement in my shorts and I turned away quickly, reaching down for our flip flops as a ruse to turn my back, lest my crotch stirrings were obvious. She non-chalantly slipped on her footwear and we headed back to the house, returning to the same, casually inane. Am fost cel mai fericit om din lume; Monica era superba: nu prea inalta (avea cam 1,67), subtirica, cu o talie de viespe, cu parul ros**t si ochii mari, de un verzui aproape fosforescent, cu niste picioare fara cusur, cu soldurile fine, perfect arcuite si cu fundul ametitor, bombat si obraznic. Avea sanii mari, rotunzi, plini, tari, carnosi, cu sfarcurile proeminente orientate in permanenta in sus, innebunitori. Era vesela, mereu zglobie si extrem de pasionala. S-a potrivit cu mine din prima. "What can I do then," Ruth asked, worried her son thought less of her then his friends did of their mothers."Well you can change the cloths you wear for a start, and do you shave?" Bobby asked, already knowing the answer."What, my underarms?" Ruth asked."Yes," Bobby said."But what for, I don't go out at all, so what's the point?" Ruth asked."Because I care about how you look. Don't you want to look good for me?" Bobby pleaded."I didn't think you cared. You know, I'm your mum," said Ruth."Of.