Raj is right next to me.” Hearing this, Raj said, “I am fast asleep bhabhi. Don’t worry about me. I did not hear what Raj just said about being... aroused. And Sudhir! as far as your feeling sexy is concerned, go ahead, your lady love is by your side. Of course, I am ‘Kabab Mein Haddi (a piece of bone in the meat – meaning unnecessary nuisance). As there is no place for me to go, I shall turn the other way and promise not to look or hear.” I immediately replied, turning my face towards Raj saying. Her name is var for privacy reasons. She is an avid reader too and might find coincidence if she reads this story. I havent told her that I’m writing this story online. When we were doing our bachelors we used to stay in touch in messages, mostly on gmail chat.Our school arranged for an annual day and all the alumni were invited. we planned to go there as a group there with many friends. Before this, outside of gang we used to chat in gmail separately as we were close friends. While chatting. I told I can’t. For that he told last time itself I missed you but today I will not leave you and he pounced on me.Initially I resisted but he came on me and took the chocolate from my lips and kissed passionately for 3 min , then I stopped him he again kissed me and was holding my hip and hugged me tightly and removed my dhuppata , since it was bit low neck my cleavage was visible to him and he was kissing my neck and make me mad by tempting. I was able to feel his bulge on my vagina and I. “Greg Honey, the foreman, taught her the basics. My job was the continuation training.”“A very necessary part.”Grace nodded. “And he did it jolly well too: patient, gentle and with plenty of laughter. We became good friends.”“Wasn’t that a bit tricky with you being his manager?”“Not really.”“We both behaved very circumspectly. She wore her old army coveralls complete with lance-corporal’s tapes,” added Terry.Belinda and Jim laughed.“Go on,” said Belinda. “There’s more to it than that.”Terry.