It was one of her rare trips out but a necessary one as her mother had sent her to the neighbors to borrow some flour.Sara was walking down the road, ...alf lost in thought about the school year to come, wondering if "Sissy Sara" would fair any better in college than she did primary school, when she spied an old suitcase lying in the weeds. Wondering what treasures the brown leather bag might hold she pulled it from the weeds and then undid the straps. When she opened it, her big blues eyes lit. Most on the list had tried it on at some point with Kay so he felt safe that as she had rejected them then he could see no reason she wouldn’t now just using them in a sexual fashion and discarding them after.Well her chosen one turned out to be a surgeon named Ken, a friend from uni, masterful, tall, good looking and 2 years older than both of them at 35 with successful practice and private surgery in the city he specialised in facials, sex changes, nip and tuck that sort of thing. He was. Mai shanti se ye sun raha tha.Tabhi dusariwali ne use piche dekhne ko kaha.Aur dono mujhe ghurne lagi.Usne haath aage karke mujhse pehachan banai…Aur mujhse uski dukhbhari kahani kahane lagi.Kaise usaka bf mumbai me rahata hai aur wo pune me yaha hostel par rahati hai.Use usake bf ki bahut yaad aa rahi thi. Ab usake bare me apako bata deta hu.Usaka naam anjali hai.Usaki height 5’4 hogi.Usaka colour ekdam fair hai.Mujhe boobs ki size ke bare me pata nahi par wo ekdam bade se aage aaye huhe. I just can't help it." She looked away, hiding her tears."Bullshit," I said evenly.Her head whipped around and she stared at me, slightly shocked."You cussed," she wondered."I do that when something pisses me off too much." I guess you can get away with that at your age." At any age, Arlette. I was a juvenile delinquent and now I play the role of curmudgeon. Just like you play the role of a goof up." That was an exaggeration of course."Maybe I should be a juvenile delinquent," she laughed.