01-03-2020, 07:51 PM
"Come on sweetheart its okay." Pratibha comforted Sneha.
Pratibha was the super bitch of our group. A highly manipulative girl. I had an on and off relation with her. That night it was off. I must agree she had this killer model kind of a figure. But that's about the good things about her. Some guys say that's enough. Well, that's debatable. She was dating her college boy friend Sumit who I felt wasn't quite made for her. I can't explain why. You look at some couple and know they aren't made for the other. Again, none of my business.
There was silence. The first silence of the night. The only silence of the trip. I broke it by saying, "What about a bucket list or a bucket wish?" And looked at everyone's face. "What if we tell each other that one thing that we want to do before this doomsday happens." The faces only read boredom.
"What about a sexual bucket wish?" Shoeib asked. This time the faces had interest in them. Somewhere I felt proud to be associated with Shoeib. It was ingenious things like a 'sexual bucket wish' that had kept me hooked to him even though I knew how bitchy it was of me to do so.
"What is that?" Sneha queried. Nobody was surprised. I sometimes felt Sneha asked things like this intentionally just to prove to everyone how innocent she is.
"That one sexual act that we would like to do if the doomsday is a surety." Shoeib clarified it for her.
"I am in." The three words echoed nine times and then I exclaimed, "So let's begin."
"First you." Shoeib said immediately.
"Okay!"
As I started pondering over what that one act would be I saw everyone staring at my face eagerly awaiting an answer. As if suddenly all their sleep had been taken care of by a rush of blood at the right place.
Pratibha was the super bitch of our group. A highly manipulative girl. I had an on and off relation with her. That night it was off. I must agree she had this killer model kind of a figure. But that's about the good things about her. Some guys say that's enough. Well, that's debatable. She was dating her college boy friend Sumit who I felt wasn't quite made for her. I can't explain why. You look at some couple and know they aren't made for the other. Again, none of my business.
There was silence. The first silence of the night. The only silence of the trip. I broke it by saying, "What about a bucket list or a bucket wish?" And looked at everyone's face. "What if we tell each other that one thing that we want to do before this doomsday happens." The faces only read boredom.
"What about a sexual bucket wish?" Shoeib asked. This time the faces had interest in them. Somewhere I felt proud to be associated with Shoeib. It was ingenious things like a 'sexual bucket wish' that had kept me hooked to him even though I knew how bitchy it was of me to do so.
"What is that?" Sneha queried. Nobody was surprised. I sometimes felt Sneha asked things like this intentionally just to prove to everyone how innocent she is.
"That one sexual act that we would like to do if the doomsday is a surety." Shoeib clarified it for her.
"I am in." The three words echoed nine times and then I exclaimed, "So let's begin."
"First you." Shoeib said immediately.
"Okay!"
As I started pondering over what that one act would be I saw everyone staring at my face eagerly awaiting an answer. As if suddenly all their sleep had been taken care of by a rush of blood at the right place.
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