.I wasjust so ashamed of what I'd done. When I think back on those awful thingsI did to you, it's like watching a movie of somebody else doing them. B...tit was me, and I have to live with that. I guess we both do. And I wishto God I could go back and take it all back, but I can't. All I've got tooffer is that I am so, so sorry for the hurt I inflicted on you. I trulyam." Her voice had picked up a tremulous quaver and she blinked quickly,looking like she might be on the verge of tears.I swallowed. Usse bol diya tha apna door open rakhna. Phir mai niche utra aur ek round maarke sidhe building mein wapas aya aur chup chap uske flat mein ghus gaya. Usne jaldi se door aur saare windows band kar diye. Aur usne apni beti ko khana aur dudh pilakar sula diya tha. Maine sidhe usse uthakar bed par le gaya. Aur usse bed par rakh kar smooch lene laga. Who bhi kaafi acha smooch kar rahi thi.Mai usko 15-20 minutes tak uske sath smooch, lip lock etc kiya. Mai usme hi 2 baar jhad gaya kyunki yeh mera. It was a warm Southern California day rudely interrupted by a freak rainstorm. In an area the size of Metro L.A., it can take an hour to drive somewhere you normally go, and the large population allows even highly visible people to be somewhat anonymous. Consequently, both women dressed very casually. Meg, never to be confused for a tom-boy, had just slipped on the medium weight, loose but fitted, cotton T-shirt, not worrying about a bra. And with the temperature at a just-above-comfortable 89. The bra she held in her hands was simple, tan, with underwire loops andmoulded cups. Lucy made a face, as if to say, I know, and handed it tothe woman. "Would you put this on for me please?" The woman took the bra, slipped her arms through the straps and reachedbehind her to fasten the clasp. "Oh, that's OK, just turn around," theshop assistant offered as the woman stopped, and turned, pulling thesmall moulded cups of the bra downwards over her small perky breasts.Luck pulled the clasps.