. chathurti we call it in bengali )then she came ... my heart lit up like the sun.. she said hi.. i said hi .. we shook hands.. " leave her hands now ... stop smiling foolishly .." i said to myself.." 2 years u take to come up and talk to me " was the 1st thing she said ... n i had no answer ... how could i .. even the chickens mocked me seeing the opportunity n ran away :|we chatted for a while .. initial throat dryness n tongue jam cured soon enough ... she was very friendly .. n then we left. A backhand across my left cheek. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. I lay there dazed unable to move, I moan, I cry out. Tears form behind my closed eyes. He presses hard against my lips with His SLAP SLAP SLAP. Only this time the slaps were drawn upon my breasts. He pulls each nipple, twisting, turning, pinching. SLAP SLAP SLAP. He leaned down and with His teeth, bit down on one nipple. He let go of my hair and covered my mouth and nose so I couldn’t breathe. I scream in agony and feel myself start to drift. As we became closer we started doing phone sex we used to play roles of devar-Bhabhi, husband-wife, girlfriend-boyfriend etc, One day it so happened that we were in office and she said to me that Neil I am missing my boyfriend very much these days, i told her that dont worry i am there na..And keep my hand on her thighs, she didnt say anything but started smiling this was a green signal for me as there were no customer in our shop that time i slowly started rubbing her thighs, she didnt say. I found myself on Craiglist seeking casual encounters and it didn't take long before I got a response. We agreed to meet at a pub at the end of Adelaide Street. He was staying at a local hotel on business and we had described what we would be wearing. As soon as I spotted him sitting alone at a table drinking a beer I knew that I was not going to back out.I am six-feet-two-inches tall and one-hundred-and-fifteen kilograms, so not a model, but I do get people looking. He was white, with.