Jab woh chalti thi to usaki gand aaise hilati thi ki man karta tha aabhi jake pakad lu aur usaki gand mar doo. Main bahut hi sarmila ladka tha isaliye...usase baat nahi kar pata tha. Maine aapani yeh samasya aapane dost ko batayi to usane kaha main kucch chakkar chalata hua. Woh dost manisha ka bhi aacha dost tha. Toh usane ek din mainsha ko mera phone no. De diya aur use bola ki yeh tumhara deewana hai tumhe bahut pasand karta hai. Tum isase phone kar ke baat kar lo. Usane use mera naam nahi. Based on our count, everyone was there. Rachyl and I both looked among the men in the room to see if someone was missing, but it seemed every male was in the audience, from the lowly mail clerks to the CEO. One by one, Santa called the ladies up to sit on his lap and tell him what they wanted Christmas morning. The first of the ladies sat daintily on Santa's knee, whispering in his ear only to recoil in shock when Santa announced to those in attendance she wanted an outfit just like Rachyl's.. Although our relationship remained friendly within the first few weeks I knew she caught me looking the times I snuck a peek at her little titties and round ass.One night we had been walking back to my place after class when it began to rain heavily. We made it back to my apartment but we were both soaking wet. Once we got through the front door I began peeling off my wet clothes, not at all self conscious of my body.Nelie watched with uncertainty, not sure weather she should join me or keep. We were going to go meet up with some people at a bar on campus. When I opened the door to let her in we chatted for a few minutes and left. As we were walking down the stairs I noticed she had a thong on. She wasn't the skinniest of girls and I was kind of great going to be a boring night. My first impression was she is 5'10 and 200lbs or little over. She had decent hips and small chest. Not the usual girls I go after.After one to many beers and shots. I was going to call it a night. We.