”She said, ” Swapna.”And we started talking about each other. I was enjoying her warm feeling caused by her regular touches, may be she was also...enjoying that. After sometime we reached the venue. Bhaabi said to come inside and I followed her, she introduced me with her parents as they were also there and said to sit and have some snacks. I refused but she was forcing me to sit. After a while the music started louder so I went closer to her and in her ear I said, ”Bhaabi, please mai late ho. Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong time, because I can't relate to “bitches” and “drive-bys” and I don't feel the urge to wear diamond earrings. The whole hip hop culture is like a foreign object to me. It just doesn't fit. Even listening to it is pure torture for me. Music is something you create with your own hands with the help of an instrument, not something you let a computer create. Real music just melts into your thoughts. At some point the lyrics and melody just become a. She looked like a complete diva with her curvaceous naked body against the moonlit background. Reddy was awed to see such a flawless beauty and when she turned back he was even more awed. She had such a neatly toned body with perfectly shaped breasts and a shaved pussy. She came closer to him and offered her lips once again and while he took her lips she started to undress him. One by one, she removed all his clothes too until he too was naked. Shobha was highly impressed by his eight inch tool. "Are you sure that it happened the way you have described," Priya asked skeptically."Of course," I responded, "I am not in the habit of telling lies. Anyway you can ask them." I will," Priya chuckled, "Saheb, do they plan to come in the morning tomorrow." I think so," I replied."Take them to bed but don't lock your door," Priya said."I can't do that. It won't be fair," I responded."It may not be fair but it is the only way to get the truth out of them otherwise they will lie till they are blue.