I remember Jay was looking quite dreamy. A guy came up & started talking to us in broken english. He wasn't African but looked like he might be Morroc...an or something. He kept saying ' beautiful english lady' to Jay and getting up real close to her. Then he said 'I want photo with beautiful english lady', he said something in a language I couldn't understand and another guy appeared with a camera. The guy put his arm round Jay and the camera flash went off. I noticed he had his hand on Jay's bum. A jay! Always one of my favourite woodland birds…….. No! A pair of them! I followed them as best as I could and soon found myself in a tangle of brushwood and brambles, which I had to force my way through at first and then round until I found myself in a part of the forest which I was not entirely familiar with. There was no problem. A forester can’t get lost in his own forest! I set off knowing that I should soon find myself in familiar surroundings. These days ‘getting back to nature’ is a. . I’m the last.”“Six?”“Yes.”“Out of seven?“I thought I had it bad. Two older brothers and a younger sister. Six? Are they all still living?”“Not for lack of trying.”That drew a chuckle.They began to reminisce. First came the ‘not for lack of trying.’ Heard from their corner was a lot of ‘no shit’ and ‘they lived?’ And some riotous and raucous laughter, interspersed with quiet grins and knowing smiles.Then it came down to the Prom. Grace was in full spate when she noticed Jenny. Jenny was. Than his hand started moving over my back I was quite seeing his courage. After some time he gained more courage and he inserted his hand under my top from behind and was trying to squeeze my boobs. He was successful in that. Finally our stop came and I adjusted myself. That guy said, “Thanks Bhabhi. Will see you tomm.”I got down with shilpa and shared everything with her. She started laughing and said, “Sonal, This is very common practice in bus. There is no point of shouting on others if you.