She turned and lied straight in the bus. I moved my hand and started touching her hands fully. Then slowly moved towards her boobs. First she stopped ...me from touching her boobs. I tried again. She pinched me and pushed my hand. But I didn’t stop, kept moving my hand to her boobs. Finally she gave up and let me touch her boobs over her blouse. I started to move my finger around her nipple area. She started to enjoy it and I can see it from her reactions. She was moving her face here and there. I. The ride to the park was a pleasure. She sat sideways but leaned so much into me that her ample breasts were well cushioning my back. For once I loved the pot holes on b’lore streets. Both had our intentions very clear and the talk at the park easily moved to sex. We sat leaning against a tree, with her head against my shoulder. I put my arms over her shoulder and she purred. With little help from her my hand cupped her soft breast. Her nipple found its way between my forefinger and middle. All my orders understand.)Uncle- ‘Haraami!! Tujhe sharam nahi aa rahi.’ (Bastard!! Arent you ashamed?)Me- ‘Uncle baith jao. Aap yahan se gaye toh kal se office mat aana. Mujhe mere paise bhi chahiye aur aapki naukri bhi gayi. Aunty, han bol do warna jhel lo.’(Uncle sit down. If you leave from here then dont come to office from tomorrow. I also need my money and your job would also go. Aunty, say yes else go through all of this.)Aunty started crying. Uncle asks her to say no. He tells her he. Many attended the interview that took place in August 2020. Since it was just after the lockdown, many people attended the interview. As I entered my office in Hyderabad that day, about 30 people were waiting to be interviewed. Out of the 30 people, there was one young girl who clearly struck my eye. Her name was Simran, which I got to know later. I reached my cabin in a hurry and saw the resumes of the candidates.I immediately called for Simran and selected her outright without.