Reshmi: you can meet me at xxxxxx mall we will meet at the weekend.Me: ok sure I will come over and meet you over there.Then she told she has to sleep...and hung up on skype and I was eagerly waiting for the day. I was so happy because I didn’t mind of place of having sex .. I had my own homeMy parents had already gone to native for some work. And would be back the next week Tuesday.We could chat on skype every day after that as usual like how she said, I took the risk of doing it. And was. So was I wrong Madam if I had said 'don't blame me if you cannot wear it'.I was getting amused by the conversation no doubt, but at the same time was taken aback when he said he knew I was not wearing a bra directly. It seems the whole ashram knew that!Me: Umm... But I don't agree with you. I can wear the skirt surely; the top may be a problem. But thank god! You do not have the school uniform as the ashram dress code.I giggled and Nirmal laughed back at me too.Nirmal was gaining in confidence. So I told her to lift the night she wore nighty that is the point I got the first interest on her to fuck her and she is feeling shy to lift the nighty so I told not to worry and slowly I lifted till the ties and I seen that her leg with injury and it became red so I told dont worry I apply the balm and taken the balm on my fingers and applied to ties and knees and she is moving up and down and slowly told her to relax and started massaging and I started from knees to ties , when I reached ties. Her small little hips did nothing more than increase my desire for her, something I think that causes me to still have an extreme attraction to women that seem to have small frames like she did then. As I let my eyes go lower, below her navel and down to her crotch I noticed not a flowering pussy like the women in the magazine had but a small little slit that seemed like it was only a couple of inches long at most and sealed shut tightly. Why is you pussy just a little line like that, the girls.