My email id is please provide your comments and feedback. Your feedback will be very important for me.Before starting the story, let me tell you all ...about myself. I am 22 years old and I live in Delhi. My waist is 30 and my bra size is 34.I am a party-loving girl and late night parties, drinking and dancing is very common for me. So this is a real incident that occurred 2 months ago. My boyfriend, Rahul, asked me to accompany him to a disco bar. He asked me to meet him inside the bar at 6 pm.I. That was when she turned and saw Maria. Staring, she approached Maria, a question forming on her lips."Are you Maria? There can't be two as lovely as you. You do have the look of an angel!"Maria was shocked that this woman knew who she was. "Yes, I am Maria Casey. And you can only be Ellen Lander." So you know me? Have you seen, I mean, do you know a man, tall and handsome, that went to sea many years ago? I probably sound crazy, but I must know."Cathy stepped forward. "Miss Lander, Maria isn't. And it was just as well, in a way:"My asshole is sore." I - I'm not surprised," I said. "I wish it wasn't - but I liked the way it got sore." I thought about my next words. "And so did you."Her eyes blazed at me. I saw the anger beginning in her face - and then it collapsed. "I know - but that's what the gay boys do, isn't it? Do you wish I was a boy?"I started to laugh - and then realized she was only half-joking."June, I like licking your cunt," I said quietly. "And so do you. Does that mean. "Got it. Now's here's what I've got in mind."Marcy and Nikki walked up the steps to the front door of the small apartment. It wasn't plush and was actually built over a two car garage, but the owner had done a nice job of finishing it and, at least for the time being it would serve their purposes nicely, besides it was the only apartment that was even livable that they could afford and which had been available on such short notice."When that next check comes in we can..."Marcy had just entered.