Wahan kafi der tak usne shalini ko garm pani se nehlaya. Badan ponchh kar mujhe bistar par le gaya. Shalini ko uske kapde lakar diya. Wo jaise hi jane...laga. Shalini ne uska haath pakad liya.Shalini uske kareeb akar uske badan se lipat gayee.Shalini khud hi uska haath pakad kar bistar par le gayee. shalini us se lipte huye hi uske pant ki taraf hath badhaya. Shalini uske ahsaanon ka badla chuka dena chahti thi. Wo Shalini ke honthon ko, gardan ko, galon ko choomne laga.uske boons par halke se. Where do you hurt?" My shoulder. My side." Her eyes scanned me. "You're bleeding bad." She pulled her right hand back from around me. It was covered in my blood."No, baby..." I gently pulled her into my arms.I was holding her in my arms as screams and yells came from outside. No sirens. Yet. The first human I saw was grey, balding, and carrying a revolver in a very workmanlike fashion as he scanned the scene."Mister Dan, are you alright?" No. Cindy's been shot. Me too." Ericka!" He hollered.. This interview went well. I dressed for the part. Looked good enough thatthe boss didn't even realise I was the man (not that I see myself thatway, some days) coming in for the waitress position. I had on stockingsand suspenders, a really cute matching bra and pantie set that helped mefeel good and confident, black pencil skirt and a sheer, white blouse.Heels of course. Make-up quite hot to help with the tips, and hair cuteas a button.At the end of the interview, Charlotte offered me the job on. She came so close to me such that my cock was touching her ass all the time. I almost tried to control my hard on but couldn’t. She must have felt it too but she didn’t move away. And I also touched my sis’s boobs few times in the crowd. It was the softest thing I ever touched in my life. I masturbated again and again that day. I started finding opportunities to touch my sister from then.My father bought me a bike during my high school. During my sister’s third year sem holidays she asked me to.