What dowry she did have was insignificant and wouldn't draw the attention of any man under the age of sixty unless he were even more homely than she. ...But today was her birthday, and she was determined to have some spark of joy in the day, so she was headed to her favored glade.The trees rustled softly creating a kind of music around her as she ended her trip. The grasses were soft beneath her feet and the smell of honeysuckle filled the air as the breeze stirred the blossoms. She remembered the. I scooched up with a quick movement that caught her by surprise.She giggled in a little girl kind of way. That giggle made me think that she was not out of her early twenties yet. Old enough to drink obviously, that was good. Her voice sounded quite mature though, an interesting contrast. Not too young for me. Pushing it maybe, but not too young. I took a wild guess that any age difference that might exist did not matter to her.I wondered what her name was. I decided to name her for my own. ”She giggled, “No soju next time. I still haven’t made you fuck my tits.”He laughed and they curled up in bed. Finally, they had caught their breath and he said, “I wish you had stayed with me.”“It was the first time I ever felt like that for a man. Well, the second time. The first time that he wasn’t an asshole.”“Was that why you were afraid?”“Maybe. Probably not. Just the whole situation. It was all new to me and so strong. I wasn’t sure I could swim in the flood.”“It was the best I’d ever. Chalo bina bore ki story par aata hoon….Mai ek hostel mai padta tha jaha mera bahut sare dost tha aur mera sabh dost meri chachi ko bahut pasand karte tha kyo ki meri chachi jabh bhi aati thi to bahut sara khane ka saman bhi lati thi to ladka unha bahut pasand karte tha……Par mera ko yeah nahi malum tha ki unma se kuch logo ki un par galat nazar thi…Jabh chachi chali gai to mera dosto ne mujha unki choochi aur gandh ke bara mai bataya aur thoda sochna ke baadh mai bhi unki gandh ka premi ho.