What are you doing here? And are you smoking?”Now I got scared. Nobody ever came up to the terrace. And it was pretty late in the night. Fuck! I did...’t want to get kicked out of here. As my mind was racing I still couldn’t shake out the thought that pragati and I were all alone on that roof. (I’d refer to mrs sharma as pragati from now on.)“I’m sorry mrs sharma. I thought you guys were asleep. I’m sorry if I disturbed you. I won’t smoke here again”. I was terrified but tried my best to not show. You are on the verge of cumin when you are aware of someone ringing the bell ! You curse thinking who can that be and annoyed that you have been disturbed just as you were about to climax .You straighten your hair and pull on your dressing gown and go downstairs to see who has stopped you in mid flow.You open the door to see me standing there complete with camera and suddenly relies who I am.I enter the house asking you were you would like me to set up you say that the lounge will be fine. You. As she knew of no sacrifice appropriate for a young woman of no worldly wealth, she vowed instead to eschew forever any possessions of any kind for the rest of her natural life. This was a vow not only to accept no reward for her labours beyond that necessary to stay alive but to own not even clothes to shroud her naked flesh. A vow she intended to keep forever and one that would remind not just her, but anyone who saw her, of the extent of her gratitude to her saviour.In truth, clothing was. ’I booked a table over phone. Bhabhi went inside the bed room to change.I put on a denim and casual T-shirt. Bhabhi emerged from her bedroom in jeans and top. She was looking gorgeous- like a bindas college girl. She had perfectly dressed for the occasion.Bhabhi – fantastic. Aap par line marne ka man kar raha hai….’Line hi to mar rahe ho.. Chalo raat bhar marte rahana line….’Bhabhi whole night program…?’Niklo….’Please Bhabhi…just one kiss….’Jyada lalach thik nahi… Niklo…mera Lipstick kharab ho.