Adultery Kajal agrawal degradation from high class to low class

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Nothing too scandalous, mind you, but I am sure it was titillating enough for a middle aged mechanic like Nasir. His name indicated he was a muslm and ***** women in those parts dressed very conservatively. So she must have been quite a sight for him. she tried not to think too much about it though. Apart from a few glances, which were perfectly normal for any male, he had been very polite and well-behaved. she did not feel threatened by him at all.

Finally they reached the “garage”. she use quote marks because calling it a garage would be too effusive. It was just a small tin shack, probably no bigger than the average bedroom. There was a rusty signboard on top saying “Bajrang Auto Garage” with some Swastik signs painted on the gate and banners. Nasir put scooter on its side-stand and banged on the metal door of the shack.

“Who is it?” came a thick voice from inside.

“Prashant, it’s me Nasir. Open up.”

The door creaked open and out peered a man I guessed to be Prashant. He was shirtless and wearing only a pair of boxer shorts. He was a small man, shorter than me, and I am just 5’3”. a small boy around 16 years  curly black hair.

“What happened?” he asked, staring at kajal.

“This is kajal Madam. She was driving back to home from city when her scooty broke down. I saw her when I was going home, so brought her here.”