. anywhere where she wouldn't have to see him and be reminded... where he might forget... think it was a nightmare, unreal and therefore without influ...ence.As Bette Jean hung Lester's sport coat in the closet in their bedroom she could almost feel the strong arms pinning her down. The empty sleeves reminded her just how big a man he was, how demanding, how brutal. Well no matter how brutal he was now, she deserved worse. He couldn't punish her enough.Wanda would have to go. She couldn't be. Kuch der baad hum shopping Mall puhunch gaye. Maine unko utar kar car park karne chala gaya. Woh dono utar gayi. Main gadi park kar ke wapas araha tha ke mere mobile par Shobha ka WhatsApp aya.Shobha: Apki choice apko yahaan kaise dikhaun?Maine anjan banay ka natak kiya. “Kyun yahaan aisa kya hai ke main nahi dekh sakta?”Shobha: Jiju, ap bhi na. Di ke samne aur yahaan mall mein.Me: Mall mein kyun nahi?Shobha: Kyun ke woh woh wale kapde hai jo ap sab ke samne nahi pehan sakte.Me: Kon se?Shobha:. I had to taste him. I straddled him, started to kiss his lips, his chest. My tongue lingered down his abs. I made my way down and slipped him into my mouth. It was like nothing I have ever tasted before. It felt hard and strong, I had to have more. I started to lick and suck feverishly as if it were oxygen and I was losing my breath. I could feel it tightening in my mouth and knew it was time to get down to business. I caught his eye when I glanced up, it was then I felt his powerful grip on my. As I filled her, I felt her shivers turn to quaking; her whispers soon turned to moans, her moistness morphed to sea foam that flowed like thick honey along the insides of her thighs and over my rough tongue as I drank her in. “Please!” She cried out, this time, the sound echoing in the chamber, her hips lunging forward, impaling herself upon the spear of my mouth, robbing my of any and all language, a discovery I would make later. So it was that I learned the speech of birds once upon a time..