Aur usne rumaal le liya saaf kiya aur mujhe thanks bhi bola. usne boobs dekh dekh kar mera lun khada ho geya tha. mein lun ko hath se sahi karne laga ...oh usne notice kar liya. fir usne mera naam pusha toh mene bata diya jimmy hai . fir usne apna naam Nisha bataya. aur fir mein usse uske bare mein pushne laga toh usne bataya ki woh chandigah mein rehti hai , 4 months phhele hi uski marriage hoyi waha.Aur uska husband ik travel agency mein kaam karta hai. Who apne mom dad ke pass aayi thi aur aab. .we got down on the same floor and walked the same corridor and took the door opposite to each other… lucky me, she happened to be one of the daughters on my neighbour shiela!Now I wanted to know them even more….and desperately waited like a predator waiting for its prey!!days passed,weeks passed and I had no clue what to do….did they even exist??These thots had gotten into my head and I was loosing my patience…so much so that,even if I heard a door open,I would rush upto my door to see if. “You can take off my shoes now.” Mary wondered idly how Sandy managed to keep her sneakers dirty all the time. Right now, there were big chunks of a chocolate cake there that Mary hadn’t even noticed Sandy eating, as well as smaller bits of gum, remainders of lasagna, and a base film of grime and mud. Mary reached for Sandy’s shoes as a jeweller might touch the most fragile and precious Fabergé egg. Sandy kicked her hands away, hard. “Oops,” she laughed, “try again.” As Mary reached for Sandy’s. It is dark when we got to the thick trees and there was a path down. We started down the small unlit dirt trail, dimly making our way through the dark, making a couple of false starts but slowly making our way.She had on a long dress of thin patterned blue material with nothing at all on underneath.Half way down in the thick bush there is an isolated street light that seems like a sort of forlorn hope that people won’t do whatever they are there for, in the dark trees.At the bottom, the path.