He reaches an arm around me and pulls me closer to him. I lean my head on his shoulder, relaxing under his strong, protective arm. We’ve known one a...other nearly our whole lives and never sat like this, but somehow it feels as old and comfortable as time itself. His arm wasn’t so strong then though, I remembered–not so well-muscled and manly as it was now. I used to look upon that arm as one to love and protect–not one to look to for love and protection. Yet now…I looked up into his face, into. .Par hamare paas abhi bhi bohut time tha es liye hum kush samay aaram karke ohir se suru ho gye es bar maine pooja ko apne upar le liya aur land ke upar bathne ko kha aur pooja bath gayi aur mai ose chodne laga aur phir woh apne aap upar niche hone lagi aur sath hi sath aaaaaaaaahhhhh ki awaje nikal ti rahi garmi ki wajas se saare kamre main sip-sip ki awaj aane lagi aur phir maine apna lund bahar nikhala aur chusne ko kha aur phir maine uski chut main phiir daal diya aur maine pooja ko dogi. "Just wear what you have on Monday. Civvies will do over the weekend. If this is for real, we'll get you an issue of clothes next week, also an active duty ID card," the Major said. "We'll also have to get your records from St Louis, if this is for real and not some kind of screw up," he added.I went over to the BEQ. The room was OK. I dragged all of my stuff in from the SUV and got set up. I hadn't done this for a long time. I went over to the Headquarters Company and checked with the company. Valli said that I was Archana madams husband. The girls were a bit shocked. They were eyeing on me while i was acting to be busy cleaning up. Archana called from inside “Akhil, where are you?”. I turned and immediately walked towards the door to get into the hall and the girls were only now seeing what was in front to cover up. They had all eyes on my crotch and they were in a shock, perhaps even for the village standards the komanam was too small to be worn. It looked very flimsy as well.As i.