” Kelly said “Good. Would it be okay if I gave you a hickey?” And then she giggled like a little girl. Jason asked her why and she said “I... don’t know, I just want to. That way, if anyone sees it, they will wonder how you got it. But you can never tell anyone where you got it!” Jason said he didn’t mind and said “As long as I can give you one too.” Kelly leaned back to look at me and I shrugged my shoulders to let her know I didn’t care. Kelly leaned into his neck and latched on. Holy. She'd ended up walking downtown, mingling with the crowd. Nobody had reacted to her at all. She'd shouted, jumped, even danced down the sidewalk. The people near her had conversed a bit louder, not even seeming conscious that they were trying to talk over her.Finally she'd grabbed a giant radio off a young man's shoulder and dashed it to the ground. He'd gaped and his friends had had a good laugh at his clumsiness. Not a one of them looked her way.After that she'd just put one foot in front of. Just as I opened the door I realized I was wearing my neon orange polyester sweatpants that no one has worn in a decade with my "Eat Shit and Die" marijuana brownie T-shirt of another earlier, bygone era. Of course, it was the incredible woman of my weeks of dreaming. She stared at my attire in surprise; she didn't even say "hello." She put her hand over her mouth and let escape a loud "guffaw." I didn't even know what a guffaw was until that moment but it was clear and loud.I put up my hands. Unho nay mjay iron la kar dia aor may nay jijhaktay hua apni shirt utari aor usay iron say khusk kar nay laga. Who mayray barabar may baythi the. Un ka dupatta uk k neck pay tha, aor boobs bohat he visible tha.Phir who uth k iron stand k neechay rakhay kapray ko tay karnay lagi. Jb who jhuki to un ki boobs under clear nazar arahay thay, aor yehi who lamha tha jb mayray man may sex machal utha, mausam, moqa, sub cheesay mayray favor may tha. May nay is moqay say faida uthnay ka faisal kia. May.