. our studies won’t get affected because of our relationship. So finally she agreed.Then we started talking on phone daily till late.night, sometime... on call, sometimes on messages. I tried doing sec chat sometimes, but didn’t get any response for that, so I stopped… Once we went for a movie, I tried holding her hand, and kissing her, she moved away, and did let me touch her. I also kept quiet, and did not react much.. like this only days passed.Then one day, she came to my room, no one was. The PD had hardly changed theuniform since the 1970s and although there was a lot of tradition andsentimentality attached to it, it was outdated and uncomfortable. Womenwere still required to wear skirts and hosiery unless they were actuallyon the beat; jackets could only be relaxed at the behest of the seniorofficer.Having completed being fitted for their uniforms the cadets mustered forindoctrination. The rules and regulations were explained. There was tobe no fraternisation between the. I hesitated only briefly, it was now or never. "Yeah, I am," I said steeling myself for what was to come."Ok, come over then. I'll fill you in on our way into town." Once again I heard nothing but the dial tone, grabbing my sports coat, throwing it on as I walked out the front door. She was already sitting inside her car as I came out. This time, she'd be driving.She looked hot as hell, not surprisingly. She had worn a simple, but very sexy dark blue dress, the top of which was a wrap around. I. “Meri kismat ban gai aaj to, tere jaisa maal kaha milta hai” saying, he opend my saree knot “Bada tarsaya hai tune, aaj teri chut loonga” removed my saree. I was in petikot & blouse. He kept kissing me all over. I was in heaven i never have such an experience, Its was so quick i couldnt imagine .”Tujhe nahi pata, tere liye kitne lund taraste hai” he opned held my both hand tied with the bed above hood Soon my petticoat was in the sky. I said “Plz…….ye kya kar rehe ho, aaram se karo na….”He.