So, needless to say, I was shocked. I wasn't phobic, so it really didn't effect my friendship with him at first. We continued to bike, run, hit the oc...asional movie and things of the sort, until one morning, I woke up having had a dream about him fucking me. I was like. . .errrrrrr (insert screeching tire sound here), WTF just happened. Over the next few months, those thoughts started entering my mind throughout the day, except now it was an actual fantasy. I won't bore you with the "how did. I swear she would bathe in it if she could. I can't understand how it was possible for us to come out of the same womb.I sat down beside my husband, his face buried in busty Missei's breasts, his face sliding back and forth while she giggled. I folded my arms, sighing, so aware just how small my breasts were. Seamus could do that with Aoifa with ease, but not with me.His face appeared, red from his excitement, his flowing, fiery hair spilling about his broad shoulders. He grinned at me. “So,. I used to watch her from my balcony, but she never looked at me ,initially. I kept on trying on her, and gradually i started noticing some change in her behaviour. She started noticing me and showed a little bit interest in me. As the day passed she started looking at me more than ever. After 2-3 month we often made strong eye contact and sometime we smiled at each other ,when there was no one to look at us. Now i started thinking to go closer her and start chatting up. I started visiting. Mami – haa , per kaise maine to padhai bhi nahi ki hai .Me – are ek kaam hai chota sa 3 4 hrs ka.Mami – haa karungi jo kahoge , kya karna hai.Me – kuch nahi bas jis din mai bulaun mera bister garam karna hai , ek din ke 500 millenge.Mami – ( gusse me ) tumhara deemag kharab hai kya , nikal jao yaha se , mujhe kya samajh rakha hai , aaj ke baad yaha aaye to sabko bata dungi ye baat .Me – are mami gussa kyu hoti ho , Dekho mujhe pata hai mama tumhe na Paise deta hai na khushi , mere se dono.