All he could think about was how much he needed her. He knew that with her, he could love again. His heart pumped with determination. His mind was tel...ing him one thing. Kiss her. He watched Cheyenne as she stood there, eyelids heavy. She was a rag doll in his arms. When he wrapped his arm around her and grazed her warm cheek with his thumb, he was certain that this is what he wanted. He wanted her. All of her. And he knew that he wanted his hands on more than just her lower back. He slipped. ." ... it on..." ... to get it on with me." ... with... You?" Yes, me. I had the biggest crush on you, and you never even noticed. I wasn't cross because you guys were misbehaving. I was cross because I wanted you to misbehave with me!" Yeah, but I... I... Really?" Yes, really." Oh, God. I'm sorry Viv. I never realised." No, that's apparent now." God, Viv, it's... Wow!" Yeah, well there you go. Now you know. I'm really sorry you got into such trouble. Mind you, your Mum fixed it in the end,. 10 fair in colour well built when bhaiya got married I was 20 after marriage bhabhi took care of house hold things and she was very caring bhaiya used to go to shop and return late in night I usually came from college at 4 after that I used to chat with her. One morning while it was going to college mom ask me to drop bhabhi on the way as she has some shopping work bhabhi came out holding small hand bag and asked shall we leave I went out stared my bike bhabhi came sat behind me bike chalate. As we aimed to meet the others and were off camera, I whispered to her how much I had enjoyed her personal tour with my arm round her waist until I briefly dropped it over her wide butt. She gave me a blistering look and hissed.“Don’t fucking touch the goods mister. It’s not me you’re buying.”From then on whether we were on or off camera she took the piss out of me relentlessly, about my size, my taste, my car, my clothes and I didn’t like it. I’m not used to girls treating me like that. Yes OK.