Is it finished?” she struggled with her words.“Yes!”“Did you…………” I stopped in-between.“Perform the test!” she sounded naughty.�...��Take out the note pad from the glove box and be honest please” I instructed her.She took out the note pad from the glove box and as she read it, her face again became red. She had a mixed feeling about the innovativeness as well as the crudeness of the test. The test to be performed was – “Is the panty wet and the nipples erect?” She looked at me and before she could. Wo boli paagal ho kya yahan kaise jhuk jaau yahan nahi tab tak baarish hone lagi thi main unhe manane ki kosish kar raha tha. Wo puri nangi thi bas panty unke pairon me thi main unhe pakad ke jhukane laga thodi naa nukur ke baad wo jhukne lagi maine jor se ek chanta lagaya. Sach batau doston jab se mujhe pata chala tha ki us naukar ke samne unke sasur ne bua ki gand par chante lagaye hain tab se mujhe bahut maja aata tha unhe marne me. Wo turant jhuk kar chutad sahlane lagi maine unhe pakda aur. No matter hiw hard he tried, he could never be able to kiss the broken parts of her that needed healing. But, he was, for the life of him, going to make it up to this beautiful women who knew him so well at one point in life. He was going to show her how sorry he was.Kissing the scars. Up her arm. Her shoulder. Her neck. Slowly he slid his hands under her shirt, pulling upward. Her breasts lifting up with the fabric. Falling with a soft thud as their mass is set free. Looking at her, topless,. OK, so I need to walk in there, not as Tony, but as Christina.Because right here, right now, I am a 17 year old girl who's trying tofigure out who she is and how she fits into this world. Part of that iswalking in there as confident as I walked into school on Wednesday.If this is indeed a mistake, then I need to let Christina make her ownmistakes. In a week, I might wake up as Tony again. And if I do, I'llregret not letting Christina have this moment.I took a deep breath, and got out of the car.