. or ... or ... oh, shit!" I said laughing, "I forget what the third thing was going to be."She laughed back. You could feel the ice cracking. "Say, y...ou wanna go for a drive before class starts?" she said. "We've got half-an-hour."I was silent for a few blocks. It seemed like the smart thing to do. "So, you're a basketball player," she said, finally."Well, I'm a kid," I said, smiling. "Sometimes I play basketball, but that's not how I think of myself."She nodded. "Yes, yes, that's how I feel,. I thought one day I will share my story too…So here it goes.If any girl in Delhi or any Odia girl like it feel free to ping me at I and the girl play in a band, I play the guitar and electronics gadgets and she does stuff with the computer and synths, and she also sings, as she’s got a very wonderful sexy voice. We play very slow and sensual music.We started playing together in a very classical way. Wrote in a facebook group “searching band member for a simple ambient project”, she contacted me. I knew this is just to start converstion with me. i went to kitchen to get water. when i returned to hall i found that he locked the door. and rushed to me and hugged me.with that jerk i left the glass. soon he kissed my juicy lips deeply. i responded equally. then he lifted me and took me to bedroom. on that day iam wearing a red saree with matching blouse and petticoat.he removed the clip which is holding the pallu of my saree with blouse. he started squeezing my boobs. it was painfull on the. That always made it easier for Sarah to just imagine that it was her getting pounded when she looked in Chrysta’s windows, part of her jealous that the other single, redheaded fuck slut on the block got more action than she did and was probably 3 years older. Today, Sarah’s curiosity drew her down and then back across the street, after catching some movement in the seemingly always open curtain. There was just a flash of whatever it was, they must have been moving in and out of sight, something.