Mein uth agyi aur mene usse pucha ki kya hua ?Kriti: Sorry yr disturb krne k liye par mujhe tujhe kuch importat btana tha.Me: Haan toh btao kritiKriti... Yr wo aaj tera pehla din hai hostel mein toh teri na aaj seniors ragging lenge.Me: Mein bilkul normal thi kyunki mene suna tha ki wo sabke saamne khada kar k intro wagera toh hi lenge, aur mein communication mein bahut achchi thi toh mujhe koi darr anhi tha.Kriti: Nahi wo tera introduction nahin lenge balki tujhe nanga karke sabko kiss krne ko. "Holy FUCK, Nick! Is that reallyYOU?? My brother is hanging out with the faggy neighbor kid and you'rewearing a girl's bikini?! What the FUCK, dude??"Nikki was frozen like a dear in the headlights, standing on Aiden'sromantically lit, lush patio, thirty feet from the kitchen door. Noplace to hide as his brother walked toward him, ranting and raving aboutthis inexcusable display of faggotry. First Brandon, and now Taylor.Aiden couldn't imagine how he could possibly get out of this mess withhis. .I got an mail from an Indian sex story reader who wanted to have a nice satisfactory time with meHer name is Radhika ( name changed to maintain privacy of the reader ). Me and radhika exchanged mails for a week and than decided to meet so she called me at her home. Radhika was in her early thirties and married to an nri she was beautiful with natural tits medium length black hairs and a slim curvy body . We settled down and had a nice chat where she asked me I dont mind can she call her friend. Jones was an older woman in her sixties, she had bright blue eyes, long blonde hair and was always dressed in the most expensive, top of the line clothes. For being middle aged she still had a great body and I had been fortunate enough to catch a few glances of her in her backyard in her two-piece sunbathing. I had met Mrs. Jones a week after we moved in, she had asked me for some help moving some heavy boxes out of her bedroom and into her garage and now she calls me every time she needs help.