I stop drying myself and look at my reflection. I used to be really proud of my breasts. They were my only decent feature. They were large but they st...ayed up by themselves without a bra. Now they're beginning to sag, and it's only a matter of time before my bottom begins to do the same. I've wasted the best years of my life stuck in this place. Even if by some miracle there's a boy out there who would find me attractive, he'll never find me if I spend my every waking hour cooped up in here. Ashish become happy to see that we both will be stay in a room but I remind him that he will be left for ahmedabad today evening.I become sad and I tease him that you will not get a chance to touch me again… he irritated and try to catch me I run outside. After getting bath when we were taking breakfast jiji told us that due to official get together it is necessary to jiji and juju to attain that function and it is about 30 km away from jaipur so they will be not able to back before late night. My thoughts grew thick, my senses faded – I fainted. It was not a dreamless faint, no, no! I would not be granted with such blessing, for that would mean death, and death – though I wanted it not – I still craved for. Do not scoff at this, it is not a rarity for man to have no desire in what they crave, such paradox is among the norm – the accepted. (I apologize for my constant digressions, friends. It is a habit I have long deemed necessary in the art of recounting the past.) Just to recount –. ” I nodded. “Maybe we should drink and then I can give you a glass?”“Would that involve touching again?”“Don’t be ridiculous. That is against the law. We would go to prison.”“You’re right. We must avoid temptation.”She leaned over the railings and came as close as was possible. “Fuck the law. Temptation is much more powerful.” With that she kissed my wrist, her lips lingering on my skin until with a sigh that could have been pleasure she eased the glass from my grasp and lifted it to her lips.