Her pussy was completely wet. I stroked her pussy from the outside with my hand
I am talking about the youngest girl I have ever had a relationship with. That day was Saturday and I was alone at home. The house phone rang. I picked up the phone and someone asked me if I was pregnant. I said, "Who spoke?" The answer came from there. I said, "Shreya." The voice was sweet. I said, "You are Rozina's friend," she said. I said, "Your voice is so sweet," she said, "Thank you." I said, "I have something to say to Rozina," she said, "No, tell me, tomorrow is a holiday, Monday." I then said, "Which school is it?" She said, "Little Angels." I said, "You and Rozina are in the same class," she said, "Surely, we will both be giving SLC this year." I said, "Best of luck," she said, "Thank you again." I felt like I shouldn't lie now. I said, "You actually dialed a color number, but I really liked your voice, so don't be angry that I talked." She said, "What kind of talker are you?" I said, "Okay." And then she added, "Now let's get to know each other." I came to know about you. My name is So-and-so, but I am much older than you." She said, "I'm sorry." He said, "I like young people." I added, "If that's the case, then you'll like me." And then he added, "I'm more mature than you, not older." He laughed and said, "How old are you?" I already said that I like mature people. I'm a mature person. You've made me like you. Now, why do you want this?" He said, "Oh my God, when I asked about this, I said, "What a shame." I finally found someone I like, and he's also angry." I added. Then, I asked him about the context and asked him how he was preparing for the test. He said, "It's fine." After talking about his studies for a while, he repeated the same thing and said that he had read everything he had read and that he didn't feel like reading these days. I tried to remind him, I had to see a mature person in front of him. He got bored while reading in the newspaper and called Rosina, but he met me. I said. I asked
Did you spend more time with Rozina while chatting? I said if you ever get bored while studying and need to pass the time, call me if you need to call me, I am ready to be your time pass. Why are you disturbing Rozina in vain, she should have been studying. She laughed. We had a long chat on the first day itself. I asked for her number, she refused to give it. I didn't push her much. She said I will keep it in her dad's room because it is getting dark. I said when will you do it now, she said I don't know. I said tell me if not, I won't keep it. She said I promise I will call her again, I will keep it. I was sure from chatting with her that she would call me again some day, but at night the call came again, she said in a low voice, please come and hang up, you don't deserve to be angry. I said I am not angry, why should you be angry with the person who loves me? He said. He said that we can't talk for a long time even now, everyone is at home. I teased him and said, "What are you doing, if you love me, don't be afraid." And he said, "Call me whenever you can in 24 hours. This is my personal phone, no one else will pick it up." He said, "I will pick it up if I'm not at home." He said, "I won't." He said, "Okay." And hung up. The phone rang again at 6 in the morning. Especially since his parents always went out for their morning walk. They used to pick him up as he was an SLC student. It became his daily routine to call me. Since he was in SLC, he didn't have to go to school. He would call as soon as he could. Any time, day or night. I was also having a good time. One day, he didn't get a call in the morning, so I called him and asked why I didn't call him in the morning. He said, "My stomach hurts." I asked him why. He said, "No, I have a stomach ache." What did you eat yesterday? He said it wouldn't hurt if he ate it, I said what did he say, he said nothing. After I ate it, he said it hurt because I was a mince. I said, "Oh, my stomach hurts when I have mince." He pretended to be unaware and spread his arms wide. I asked him what exactly happens when I have mince. He said he didn't know and told me that I didn't. I kept asking, pretending to be unaware, he said I should read the book. I said I won't tell you. I insisted. He said blood comes out, I said where from. He said I don't know, I insisted again. He said from the vagina. I slowly listened to everything from him. Now he slowly opened up. And he even told me how embarrassed he was when he got his blood on his white bed when he was a mince. He asked about boys and said that boys are happy. I asked how boys are happy.