Then I asked her if I could read her palm she agreed, and I held and gently pressed her hand acting to understand what her lines said she asked – ky... likha hai mere haath mein? I told her, to be honest I don’t know Shikha, but I just wanted to touch your hand she moved away from me.I went close to her and asked, Shikha, may I hug you please she looked down and nodded gently.I moved a step ahead and embraced her in my arms, she remain unmoved and I could feel the softness of her breasts against. He ran his hand though my hair before gently stroking my cheek. This was different, not like the joking about, it was intimate. My dick hardened, the thin shorts not able to obscure the obvious bulge. I stayed still letting Chris make the moves. He wordlessly placed his hand on my bare chest, moving slowly down to the top of my shorts and playing with the seam then retraced his steps and repeated. Damn that tease I thought to myself. He scooted closer to me, pressing his body against my side. I. She gave him points for his tasteful decor and noticed that he had a lot of black and white prints in frames along the walls. They were mostly landscape scenes and a couple looked like an eerie winter scene. When she asked about them, he told her they were pictures he had taken a few years ago when he was getting into photography as a hobby. The odd-looking prints she saw were actually photos taken with infrared film which made all the green plant life look white."Do you still do much. "It's payback time."Jeanette turned to Katie. "Isn't this breaking the rules?" she asked solemnly.Katie laughed. "No. Just bending them a bit." She waved her hand, and Annie, the stuck-up roommate, found herself moving mechanically over to Katie and Jeanette. "Shall we have some fun, cuz?" she asked mischeviously.Jeanette looked at Katie, then at the ongoing sex show, then looked back at Katie. "What do you have in mind?"Katie smiled. "Repeat my incantation. It's a special spell I cooked up.".