"Glad to see you, food will be getting charred in about an hour, but we've lots of beer needs attending to," she smiled.We wandered out the back to se... a kids' paddling pool full of ice and packed with smallish bottles of beer surrounded by a great many chairs and our friends. Greeting and salutations were passed before we drifted into various groups to eavesdrop and chat.I wandered over to Valerie and Roger and exchanged greetings. Roger was clearly intending to test his capacity for alcohol. Jab main pani daal rahi thi tab woh mere garden ke door ke pass aya aur bola, “Suno ladki, idhar aao.”Main karib gayi aur boli “Han boliye.” Usne kale chasme pehne the. Mathe pe lamba tilak lagaya tha. Hath aur gale mein moti moti chains thi aur lagbhag hath ke sari ungli mein anguthi pehni thi.Woh bola, “Main Balwant Sinh Takhor hu. Dekho, yaha khet mein 2~3 din kheti hone wali ha. To dhul mitti bohut udegi to apne bungalow ke sab door aur khidki band rakhna.”Maine kaha “Shukriya, thik hai.” . He was very cool , I really enjoyed his company. We chatted for 10 mins and then left school. We were staying in opposite direction of the school and take bus for commute. In my return journey I couldn’t stop thinking about our little conversation.Next day on entering school, I hoped to see him first , but he was nowhere to be seen. I had to go to class 6 initially.After class got over by 10:30 I made my way to the staff room , then I met Mr. Joseph end route and asked him where he was till. Had to. But he remained silent, giving her the space to explore her feelings.She got up, circling around him, eyeing every inch of him as if he were Michelangelo’s David. He stared back at her breasts, ass, and legs shamelessly. Imagine that mouth on his dick. Imagine that pussy on it. Yes. At the thought his cock squirmed and another drop appeared. Manjula looked startled.“Your... your penis does that... when you are thinking of me?”“We call it ‘cock’, remember. Also ‘dick’.”“What is your, uh,.