I really licked and sucked her cheeks very neat by just leaving my saliva. She rubbed her cheeks with her saree pallu. She ate some chocolate and kiss...ed my cheeks. I was thinking that she would have kissed my lips and she didn’t L she licked the left over Chocó from my cheeks then she wiped my cheeks with her pallu when I saw the time it was 9.30 pm. I told aunt that my dad will kill me if I go now.I asked her aunty will you please come and drop me home. Uma said don’t worry bujji, I’ll tell. Instead, unyielding fingers surround the base of my neck, removing my ability to do anything except look straight ahead.I'm forced to pause, and in that moment Miranda's grip on my wrist is gone.I'm alone. Well, nearly alone, except for the hulking dark shape that wanes and waxes in my peripheral vision as the crowd moves to the beat.Surrounded by their bodies, it's almost impossible to move. If not for the quick glimpse earlier, I wouldn't have even known whose hands were now roaming my body. She had even been the subject of many of his masturbatory fantasies over the years. Her nipples had been sticking out through the fabric of her shirt. It was distracting. Nick broke the awkward silence by saying, “I don’t know why you’d say horrifying Mam. They are lovely.” El sighed in relief. “You don't think my tits look to old and saggy?”“No Mam! I’ve seen younger women's boobs that hang more.”“You’re such a sweet young man. Please call me El. It goes without saying that you should not. There were murmurs around us, then catcalls from a group of men, shouts in broken English: slut, puta, put on a show. I knew she was blushing, could feel her shivering and cringing, watched as tears flowed down her face and her hands pulled against the handcuffs behind her back; but she moaned around me, thrust her hips against the air, and moved faster. I grinned down at her, entranced by her motion, by the colors swirling around me, by the distant, envious laughter. I laughed too,.