Rishi's summer Holidays with Diya Didi in Himalayas

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Scene 15

I turned and left her by the pool. I walked back on the mossy path. My legs were very shaky. I had to hold onto a tree for just a second.
My whole body felt strange. It was warm and tired. My skin was tingling where she had touched me. My lips were tingling, too. I could still taste her sweet milk.
The path back to the cottage was quiet. I heard birds singing. The sun was still shining through the big trees. Everything looked the same as before. But it was not the same. I was not the same.
I felt like I had a huge secret. A secret that was hot and heavy inside my chest. "Our special, yummy secret," she had said.

I got to the stone cottage. I opened the old wooden door very, very quietly. The house was dark and cool inside. It was very silent.
I peaked into the main room. I saw my mother. She was sleeping on the sofa, just like I thought. She was snoring a little bit. She did not hear me come in.
I let out a long, slow breath. I did not know I was holding it.
I walked on my tiptoes. I went to my own small room. It was just a little bed and a wooden table.

I closed my door, but not all the way. I left it open just a crack. I wanted to hear Diya Didi when she came back.
I sat down on my bed. My heart was still pounding. It was not a fast, scared pounding anymore. It was a slow, heavy thump, thump, thump.

I looked at my hands. They were clean now. But I could still feel her. I could feel her soft, heavy breast in my left hand. I could feel her hot, wet pussy on my right hand. My finger still felt warm.
I could still smell her. She smelled like soap, and the river, and her milk, and her pussy. It was all mixed together. It was the most amazing smell in the world.

I just sat there. I was waiting. I was listening for her footsteps. I was a different person now. I was Diya Didi's "good boy." And I had a secret.