They had color buckets in their hands and all of them suddenly threw all the colored water on us and all guys were drenched including me. We decided t...o take revenge looked at each other and picked up a few pichkaris. There was this girl in a short white kurta and tight blue jeans.i aimed my pichkari on her kurta and completely drenched her white kurta in red color. It got stuck to her body and the shape of her bra was clearly visible as she was totally wet.my other friends were busy pouring. I decided to go with another choice to see what would happen.”I shook my head and said, “Smart girls will be the death of me. Yes, things I see can be changed. That’s why I try to stick with short term things because it gets even worse with more time involved.” I pointed to the napkin and said, “We have to be careful. Anything we say or do could potentially change the outcome.”“In this case, your foreknowledge about what I was probably doing, plus your curious nature, allowed you to choose to. She used my hands to rub and squeeze them in a series of quick and firm gropes that caused her to sigh in delight. It was not long before she let go of my hands feeling confident enough for me to go it alone so to speak. Her nipples were now positively solid and poking through the satin like little bullets.I was so transfixed by keeping the rhythm on her breasts that I failed to notice her reaching around her back. There was a sharp clicking sound and suddenly the satin bra was no longer tight. So how was your trip to Genoa I queried as we came out of the shower and dried off, she stood with a towel round her body and looked at me “Simone has her new baby” she said smiling “I have opened a trust fund for it ” she said “ the baby will be financially secure for the rest of its life” she said looking straight at me, she had very searching eyes and she was waiting for the question that I was determined not to ask, I looked away “don’t you want to know?” she asked “know what?” I said “if.