Slowly, his hand came down to my small, tiny breasts and he started gently massaging them. A little squeeze, definitely not the innocent gesture of an...uncle but filled with sexual intent not that I was about to protest! I continued to pretend that I was asleep, willing him with my silence, to explore further.The bus was by now speeding well past Tumkur on its way to Haveri. It was quite dark outside barring an occasional street lamp or the headlights of another vehicle. In the enveloping. . I'm c-o-m-i-n-g!" Anne cried. Alex kept stroking her as he watched her face contort in ecstasy. It was all he could do to stop himself from moving down and slamming his cock deep into her pussy and taking his pleasure. But he wanted something first."Anne... Anne... are you ok?" he whispered."Yes... I can't believe that happened!" she said. "Please don't tell Craig... I'm so embarrassed. I don't know what came over me!" You know what came over you," said Alex. "You were thinking about my cock. In all honesty, we'd probably had the firstmajor fight of our relationship and it was something we were going tohave to talk about. I still couldn't believe it had happened, really.I mean, Rachel had let me down to read a book she claimed to containmagical lore. It all seemed so ridiculous but her belief in such things was afundamental part of her. Even though I couldn't understand it, I hadto accept that or move on. I wasn't prepared to do the latter, soreally had no choice but to do the. Anyone who had been through such a phase knows what it’s like.The word is an addiction! Addicted to hearing their voice, see their replies. But not like zombie crazy but in a subtle way of craziness. It’s crazy because neither of the two has loudly told the other how they feel about them. And that sense of someday she is going to ask me about ogling at her had come.She did. I couldn’t deny it. It accepted it, told her it was embarrassing. Then came the reply, “But you have never caught me.” I.