Usne kaha “jo dil kahe wahi karo mujhse kuch mat pucho kiu k mujhe sharam aati hai aur main kuch nahi kahugi aapne jo karna hai wahi kerain bas”.�...��Ok jaise aap ki marzi hum to hokum k ghulam hain”.Us k baad maine usko thori der khare khare hi kiss ki aur galay se lagae rakha aur ik haath uski waist per pherta raha aur dusere se uske boobs ko aram aram se masalta raha ta k usko jada se jada maaza mile aur jaldi hot ho jaye aur aage kuch bhi kerne se mana na kere.Phir mainne usko bed per lita diya. I felt my face turn red. “Oh… you knew about that huh?” I muttered. “The first time I left it open was an accident actually, I saw what you were doing out of the corner of my eye but I didn’t want to bust you. You were a very depressed child you disserved a little happiness” she said with a very small smile. That would explain why she would fondle her own teenaged breasts sometimes. She had been trying to turn me on. “Well I suppose I owe you a thank you, you did give me a couple of pleasant. She was surprise and asked me ” dont you have college today?” I said no one is present except few people, so thr would not be any classed because of absentees. She said Ok. And she haven’t bath yet. She went to kitchen n preparing food and I was watching Tv in the hall. She came to hall and said that she would take her bath and asked me to sit in the hall for a while. She looks fair and hot in the sarees. Fortunately, she wore saree on my surprise. My feelings raised. I just look normal with. But I scold you, ‘You’ll get what you deserve!’ ‘What do you mean?’ you say rather sheepishly. ‘So tell me!’ I demand. ‘How was it like, dancing without me?’ Shrinking in stature, you feel partly ashamed. But more alarmingly, you’re becoming increasingly certain that you’re having feelings of guiltiness. Still, undeterred by the souring conscience tugging on your heart, you muster the courage to be honest and answer, ‘I kind of liked it.’ ‘Well then,’ I say in disgust, ‘if you want to be a.