And that was the best time as we used to get the entire day to play and my favourite was afternoon times as during at that time, nobody was around oth...r than us. Even our mothers would be either engaged in household works or afternoon naps.Once on such an afternoon, we were playing hide and seek and me being one of those super notorious boys had already checked for the best places to hide. And I had the best one selected for my mischief.Ours was five story buildings with 2 flats on each floor.. It was more on the fact of survival. She twisted the key again as the engine turned and fired again."Com'on!" She shrieked in her heavy french accent, not noticing a tall man in a pinstripe suit standing next to her window. Kat turned the key again as she stomped on the pedal with her high heel knee high boots. Her make up being black line making whiskers on her face. She stopped everything. Goosebumps crawled all over her flesh as her breathing became shallow and a knot formed in her stomach.. . it's where I belong" he realized out loudAnd it was undeniably true. Hard and tangible. No lofty bit of unsolicited life-wisdom from priest or parent -- no quote from any alleged classic work of literature, poetry or prose had ever rung more true. He had never belonged. Not on the football field, nor the frathouse. Certainly not in the business-school. Not even at home. But here, between Gina's supple, athletic legs, on his knees in the Alpha common room, ready to be used like a good piggy,. Maine use fir se aavaj lagayi to usne koi javab nhi diya lekin mujhe pta tha ki wo jag rhi h fir mene usse kaha ki dekh mujhe pta h ki tu jag rhi h ab natk mt kr to usne jor se mujhe apne se lipta liya ye sb chlte krib 30 min ho gye th fir maine uske hoto pe kiss krna start kr diya wo bhi mera pura sathDe rhi thi or isi bich mene apna ek hath uske t-shirt me dal diya or uske boobs ko mslne laga fir mene uski t-shirt utar di or boobs ko chumne laga fir uske muh se siskari niklne lgi sssiiii or.