.....................I got up as usual next morning, feeling excited and nervous, and sat in my room playing records. It suddenly occurred to me that... Colin might want to come round but luckily he didn’t. Then I heard the front door bell go and I guessed it was Sandra for Susan. Sure enough she went to the door and listening closely at my bedroom door I heard Sandra’s voice as they exchanged greetings. They both went back into Susan’s bedroom and I sat back on the bed, nervously waiting for. Uske muh se ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………..mmmmmmmmmm………ohhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhh////please dheere dheere kee awaze nikal rahee thee na karooooo plz bhaiyya………. Ki awaz nikal rahi thi main ne reham na khaya usko lip to lip chumane laga main ne 15 min chuma chati ki aur uskee taango ko phaila kar dekha to uski choot bahut chiti aur naram thi main pagal ho gaya aur zor zor se ungli daal kar jagah banane laga wo sirf mmmmmmmmmmm ahhh cccccccccccccccccccccc kar rahi thi main ne apni pant utari aur apna lun us k. She grinned and giggled to herself. It reminded her of the way her Grade 4 students referred to her at school. So polite, yet, she was pretty sure she felt his eyes affixed on her spandex-covered ass as she walked with a deliberate wiggle of her hips to the back. That wasn’t so polite, but she kind of liked it… a lot.Truthfully, she knew his name really wasn’t ‘John’. The owner of the store was a cheapskate who invested in only one grimy name badge which was passed along to the rotating door of. The day was warmand the stream was full so I stripped off my clothes and went skinnydipping as we sometimes did on scout campouts. The road in those days wasnarrow and bumpy and not high enough for passing cars to see down to thewater's edge. But it was not so low for a passing box truck, the driver ofwhich spotted me knee deep in the stream, my skinny butt exposed to view.He honked his horn in appreciation as he drove out of sight.I decided to give up on fishing and the water wasn't all that.