I slowly lick my finger tip and glide it along your neck, I then kiss it and do the same."See? We can still do those things!"I get started on your mak...up, you tell me that you are completely in my hands with a wink. If only you were! I do your eye makeup first, we don't speak much as I work, but Gaga plays in the background. When I lean in to add some eye liner you are smiling."What?" I ask, your smile is infectious. "Oh, nothing," you say with a chuckle.I giggle and continue on, adding some. She soaped up a finger and my ass and slowly worked it into me. It was neither good nor bad as it turned out. Then I did the same to her and her reaction was similar. We tried two fingers each and it was similarly uneventful. We decided that maybe fingers were too short to be effective so next time we had a chance we bought some carrots of different sizes. When we tried that, it made a big difference for me. There was a little pain but there was one area that felt sort of good, I now believe it. "The whole incident had only taken a few seconds and nobody tried to stop me when I left the dance hall. In the car and on my way to Sandra's parent's house to collect my belongings the remorse hit me and I asked myself, "What the hell have I done?" But then I calmed down and I asked myself "What the hell had Sandra done?"After a quick stop at Sandra's parent's house I hurried home to my own. The house was dark as expected and I went in. Everything was as usual except that there was an empty. Ye story jo main share karne wali hhun wo bilkul hi sach gahtan hai, jo ki mere aur mere chote bhai kabeer ke sath hu.Kebeer mere se 2 saal choota hai.Ye ghatna aaj se kareeb 4 saal pehle ki hai sardio ka time tha. Hamara naya ghar bana tha jo ki city ke beech me tha. Aur wanha pe jagah kam hone ke karna usko 2 manjeela banya gay tha.Ground floor me drwaing room, kitchen, hall, ek late-bath and mom-dad ka room tha.1st floor pe ek bada sa hall, late-bath aur ek abda sa room tha.Hall ki ghidkiyan.