Suddenly we started some small talk and while talking one of the persons asked me why was my blouse wet. I saw each and everybody was looking at the p...otruding nipples and the cleavage on show. I realized that in the sunlight coming through the window the blouse had become almost transparent. I tried to cover up using my hands but somebody pulled my hand away. Someone on my other side just pulled down my saree palloo and pointing at my wet blouse 9he aid “Your blouse is completely wet, perhaps. .. nice and firm yet so perfectly shaped. She screams sexuality and innocence, or at least her looks do. It's just so damned cute.We haven't hooked up because we share the same feelings about friendships turning into something more. It's a bad idea that is doomed to fail. In the end you'll not only loose a partner but a friend and neither of us want that to happen.I took my shower and got dressed, then meet up with Amy in the hall. I wore a pair of thin sweat pants and a t-shirt since it's only. It could be some good exposure for me." You had exhausted almost ninety percent of the energy reserves I left here for you. You are fortunate I returned so expeditiously. Another few weeks, and you would have ceased to exist." That's what you say. For all I know, I don't need you at all any more. I feel just fine. I sure didn't miss having you sitting in my head." Very well. I brought back sufficient reserves this time. All you have to do is ask me to release you from our agreement, and I shall. Who's really going to hear? Who will care? You poor, poor thing...I bet you never thought this would happen to you.” No one ever does, you know.They all think crime happens to other girls, not themselves.“You'll go to jail!” She hissed through her teeth, the fight still in her eyes.“I doubt that, bitch. Who's going to call the cops?” I asked, leering at her.Seeing that she was struggling for an answer, I leaned close to her ear and whisperedinto it: “You are going to die tonight.” Her face.