" Oh," I said. I felt like part of me collapsed inside. "It was like staying at home with your mom."Emphatically came her response. "No. Not at all. T...he tranquility – that was nice. The intelligent conversation..." You did most of the talking..." I guess I did, didn't I? Sorry." Don't be. I enjoyed listening. You're an intelligent girl and I'm thinking you've suppressed that for a long time." I tire of being the weird one. Being uppity with my language. Tired of having to soft-pedal being. Also, she exposed her novel and tied her saree below it. It was a mind-blowing scene for me.I tried to hold her hand and move her closer to me but she was afraid as her sister was around her mother at home. She asked me to stop and said we can do some other time in the evenings.Then we planned to start meeting in the evenings after we became more close in few days. She agreed and used to give me call in the evenings around 6.30 by the time it used to be dark and everyone settles at home after. Still naked in a docile haze, I stomped down the corridor, past the bathroom, spare bedroom, through the open kitchen into the lounge. With its full-length windows, living on the fifth floor, our vertical blinds kept prying eyes out.Marianne pointed, “Look through there.”Peering through a gap, my eyes widened. She waited for my reaction as I turned to look at her. I did not know how to react, chide them, and walk away, or be amused and watch. I took my lead from Marianne peering through. Mera mann kiya k mein nipple ko mooh mein daal lu. Or fir tabhi tayi ji ne karwat leli or mera haath unke chooche ke neeche dab gya. Maine apna haath nikala or unka suit poora upar utha diya unke chooche bilkul saaf nazar aane lage or mein control se bahar hone lga.Maine himmat kar ke unka ek choocha haath mein le liya or dabana shuru kar diya. Tayi ji neend mein siskiya leni lagi. Mera honsla badh gya or meiin tayi ji k saath chaarpaayi pe let gya or unko peeche se hug karke unki legs mein.