Bus train aur thora dar kar esa eshaas jisne liya hoga ya jiske saath hua hoga wahi jaan sakta hai, kabhi bhi bus train me bhi aise moke sabko milte r...hate hai, kaie baar to kuch ladkiya bahot hi faidya utha leti hai khud bhi maja karti hai aur dure ko bhi maja kara deti hai, jaise ki ye koi fake kahani ni hai ye real experince hai, jaise aapne iss par bahot se stories bhi aapne padi hogi bus aur train me suction wali, issse be dhaay se pade aur ye ehsaas ko aange band kar mehashhor kare. At 23, Sara was a nice looking girl. She started hooking after she lost her apartment in the ‘94 earthquake. The store she worked at was destroyed, and money from the Government only helped a little. 6 months later, she was barely staying above water, unable to find a job that came close to replacing the one that was gone, and her welfare checks were about to stop. Faced with the threat of eviction, she went out for the first time to sell herself.In the 2 years since she had been with countless. I use to play squash and after we three would sit together and chat long into the evening. In the beginning me and Amit would start a conversation and Deepika would join in. She was a bit shy with me, but with others she was fine. I would deliberately draw her into conversation with me and slowly she started becoming more comfortable with me but still shy. One could easily tell she was very clever , confident and well educated, in other words she had beauty and brain.Then almost by chance few. The loose, slutty dress she wore barely covered her chest from afar, and from this close, I couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t even wearing a bra. The tops of her perky breasts and even parts of her nipples were quite visible to my shocked eyes. What a hussy! “Or else? Or else!” My grip tightened involuntarily around her wrist, and she winced. “I’ll show you what else, young lady! You know what, I’ll even let you decide! You can either pack your things and go looking for a room to rent.