There was a light touch, and the hand tapped its way down my chest to my breast. Her hand slowly closed around my flesh and gave it a gentle squeeze. ...y nipple tightened and became stiff under her palm.I was tired, but not asleep. Her touch was soothing and warm; I relaxed completely. She released my breast and smoothed her palm back over my ribcage and down to my hip; I let my hand drift down to hers. We snuggled a little closer, and I could feel her pubic hair against my thigh. She leaned. ” “Really? Knowing everything you know about Kent, you still fucked him?” Billie stood with her hand on her hips, “Isn’t this the pot calling the kettle black, or something?” “But you knew Kent and I . . .” Tamara started then trailed off. “You’re what? Over?” “Yes. No. I don’t know,” Tamara said frustrated. “Yeah, if you fucked him, we’re over.” Billie smiled, “Then relax. I didn’t fuck Kent, although I was really up for taking one for the cause,” she teased. “What cause? What are you talking. Ghar jakar mujhe bhaut excitement bhi the aur daar bhi lag raha tha ke kahi kuch ho na jaye aur fir mujhe yaad aya ke rohan ne to mere phto bhi lye the kahi wo unka galat fayada to nahi uthayega??? Lakin mujhe rohan par pura bharosa tha ke wo aisa nahi karega!!!! Fir mei raat ko sote hue yahe soch rahe the ke chaye kuch bhi ho aaj chut marwane mei to mujhe bhaut he maze aye abb mujhe pata chala ke sabhe ko sex karma itna accha ku lagta hai aur mei fir agle din wait karne lag eke kab rohan mujhe. It is an imposing sight even on the horizon, a huge white-walled building with towers that reach high in the sky. The turrets and towers are capped with golden bulbs that glisten in the sun, and it is so perfect it doesn’t seem real. The nearer we draw to it, the more detail I notice. I see that the white walls bear exquisite designs of gold and silver, and the doorways are huge almond-shaped portals with sturdy wooden doors and thick golden borders. We pass through the city, and the streets.