As you arranged the pillow your body pressed up against my shoulder. It was then i recognized the Uniform... i looked around the room and then bac... towards you. "A Hospital" I said....yes i remember now. But at this moment all my mind could think of was the view i was receiving ...as your still pressing against me. your tight nurses uniform, unzipped at the top, allowing me an ample view of your firm breasts... straining at the white material, trying to escape. Without a word said, i. After a couple of accidental conversations we started to look for each other in the same chat room, connecting now and then depending upon who-knows-what – schedules, work obligations. I’d tease her sometimes about the South, and she not only took it well, but gave it back to me, the ‘New York Yankee’ who was ignorant of the more genteel traditions. I couldn’t tell you exactly when or how our conversations grew more intimate, but it was clear that the anonymity and distance made us both feel. Toh aunty ko mere lund poori traah se feel hone lga. Aunty ne bola ye bich mein kya aa rha hai aur hath se pakd liya and hste hue ks ke hug kr liya and niche se lund ko hath mein pkd liya. Maine b unki gand ko hath se sehlana start kr diya. Ab hum dono ache se garam ho gye the. Aunty ne maxi daali hui thi. Fir maine aunty ko apne upar kiya and kiss krne lga paglo ki traah wo b poora sath de rhi thi. Itni thand mein ye mja kuch aur tha. Unke boobs meri chest pr db rhe the aur mere hath unki gand. Do I have to beat the shit out of you to convince you?" The look of happiness and the smile that crossed Harman's face had Alan just shaking his head. Harman had taken a step toward Alan when Truda appeared. "I suggest brother," Truda growled, "that if you start a fight with Alan that I be NO WHERE near. I would kick your ass when you both were done. What Alan has given us should make you happy not wanting to fight!" This time it was Harman who was putting his hands up as he was retreating.