Someone across the courtyard is watching me in the dark,” leaps from Sara’s mouth and into the phone. “Scared the hell outta me,” “Damn, you... should call the law. That is so creepy,” Lilly says with a shaky tremor to her voice. “Do you want me to come over?”Sara laughs, again with that nervous chuckle, “Not at all. I am sure he is harmless, he was probably just looking out the window and I happened to look over. I’ll be OK. Call me tomorrow, please?”Hanging up sends a chill of alone up her. Her body was so soft against my chest , her choochis pressing against my chest , her breath strking me on my face .. so warm so fragrant .. I too clutched her between my arms …and not so tight as I did earlier .. she liked it .. and said ” Haan Veenu bas aise hi dabao mujhe ..dbao na Veenu apni chati se lagao mujhe .. “I was now completely mad .. pressing her against me . feeling her breasts against my chest .. then she put her lips against mine and started sucking my lips ..” “Oh Didi OOOOOOH. This amazingly slow and slippery sexual ballet, this pulsating pas de deux, couldn't last much longer. A couple of minutes later a first long string of white-hot semen burst from Gaspard's prick to slide down Harvey's face. Happily, Harvey came too. And the Boss and the Girliboy kissed. They had both achieved what they wanted. Harvey was happy. Because, it was now clear, from the moment that Nicole had given him the basque to feel, he'd been excited by the prospect of having the she-boy Gaspard. I had tried to explain that the only woman I saw on Thursdays was Jane Austen; it didn’t go down too well, I guess I should have gone for a more popular modern author. Truth be told it was a lie; I’ve never read any of Austen’s books.Back to the present and I had just sat on one of the old second hand and threadbare couches that occupied the northern corner of the library and placed my warm coffee on the small table beside me. I had found an old battered version of a Zane Grey cowboy novel,.