Neelam k itna nasha chaa gya tha ki woh theek se chal bhi nhi paa rhi thi . Usse neeche laane k liye maine lift li . Lift k under hum bilkul akele the..., jaise hi lift ka gate band hua maine neelam k chutadon ko kas k dabaya aur usse apni bahon mien kheench liya aur usse paglon ki tarah kiss kerne laga , neelam bhi mera poora sath de rhi thi . Phir lift se bahar aa ne k baad Maine apne ek friend ko phone kiya aur usse poori situation batayi aur use apna room dene k liye kaha(mera friend kiraye k. I snapped out of it when I heard him say, “come here?” She rolled over onto her back and looked up at the ceiling for a few moments. What was she thinking? I wanted to rewind the clock and undo what just happened. I wanted the erotic rush without the regret. I wanted the imagery without the reality. I wanted the experience without the consequences. "Get over here," he snapped, and this time she obeyed and started to walk over to him. He barked "crawl." I knew there was no way she would. "You're new here, ain'tcha?" And I don't reckon old Emmie wants more competition on her turf, does she, gal?" sneered a second man, who also wore a bowler but whose moustache was very thick and who was perhaps nearer forty than thirty years old. "She gave you a bit of friendly advice I could see there." Well," smirked the third, who was portly and wore a broad brimmed hat rather like farm workers were known to wear, with no moustache but very thick lenses on his steel-frame spectacles. "This. He sighed and moved her a little to a more comfortable position for him, as she was sitting on his hard cock and squashing his balls. He continued to stroke her hair as he held her. Jean relaxed into him further. She felt so safe. She had never felt so safe with anyone before.“Take me to bed,” she said softly.“No,” he said.Surprised, she leant back and looked into his face. She was horrified to see the tracks of his tears drying on his face. “Why not?” she asked him.“You are not ready to trust.