Rishi's summer Holidays with Diya Didi in Himalayas

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Scene 16

I sat on my bed for a long time. Maybe ten minutes. It felt like an hour. My skin was dry now, but the tingling was still there.
Then, I heard the old wooden door open and close. It was very quiet. She was back.
I heard her soft footsteps. She was humming her song again, very, very low. She was not trying to be secret anymore.
I watched through the crack in my door.

She walked past my room. She did not look at me. She went into the kitchen. I heard her get a glass of water.
My mother was still asleep on the sofa.
Diya Didi came out of the kitchen. She walked past my room again. She was going to her own room, which was at the end of the hall.

This time, she stopped. She stopped right outside my door.
My heart jumped into my throat.
She knew I was watching. She turned her head very slowly. She looked right at the crack in my door. She looked right into my eyes.
She did not say anything.
She just smiled.
It was a slow, warm, lazy smile. It was a secret smile. It was the same smile she gave me at the pool.
Then, she put one finger up to her lips. Just like before.

Shhh.

She winked one eye. A long, slow, naughty wink.
Then she turned and walked away. I watched her go. I watched her hips move under her sari. She went into her room and closed her door.
I sat back on my bed. My whole body felt weak again.
She knew. She saw me. And she smiled.

It was real. Everything was real. The milk was real. My cum was real. Her pussy was real. Her "happy juice" was real.
And it was our secret. Our special, yummy secret. I had a secret with Diya Didi.