आप pull up to your house, an घंटा and a half after school let out, hoping your mother isn’t घर to realize आप didn’t come straight घर after school. To be honest, आप never actually went. आप spent the दिन in your lover’s arms, not moving from the बिस्तर except for that घंटा long शावर, शॉवर आप took. आप close your eyes, relaxing against the leather seats, and a smile creeps across आप face as आप think of the way she touched you. आप blush, thinking of the way she made आप come, screaming her name and dragging your nails down her back. It was the first time आप didn’t have to fake your...