Maza aa gaya tha yrr mene socha ni tha ki ye inn bacho ki mmi h pr wo dono mere pas the to uski mma ne kaha Mma:- idhr kya kar rahe ho tm log. Kyuu bh...aiya ko pareshan kar rahe ho chlo niche aao dono homework kon karega.Chlo aao fataft.Ye bolkr wo to niche chli gayi pr mere dimag me idea aayya ki kyu na bachcho se dosti ki jaaye or frr ghar me entry mar dunga.Ese hi chlta raha makar sakranti pr me pahli baar ghr b ni gaya or uss din wo b chht pr aayi pr wo bss dekh ri thi bachche mere pas patang. Jenny didn't really understand 'body-modesty' and wasn't shy at all. She couldn't comprehend those women who try and hide themselves with a false modesty and can't enjoy being seen naked. Most of all she detested the 'hip-wiggling' and tacky attempts to appear sexy, she regards such behaviour as pretentious and dishonest. She gets the point that women often worry about some of their looks or may feel unattractive but her approach is simple: She just notices the effect it has on Sam and, when. I wore a black saree in which she look like an angel and went to meet her friend but the scene (towel falling, hiding herself and running)made me horny and I masturbated then in night she wore a nighty in which she opened her top button even before she opened it and I did not feel anything but now I can’t control myself and I started seeing her as a young lady more than my sis but she is normal to me, in night and I lost my sleep next day was Sunday all of us were in home and it went ordinarily. I always knew there was something going on between the two of you, but I thought you were a loyal friend so I ignored the signs.’ ‘It wasn’t like that.’ ‘Cut the bullshit. You were fucking her. Admit it.’ I nod, somewhat ashamed. ‘She was afraid of you.’ Liam’s eyes widen with rage but he doesn’t pull the trigger. The corners of his mouth lift and he laughs deep down in his throat. ‘I never laid a finger on her.’ ‘That night. The last night. She came to me with a bruise on her cheek.’ Liam.