Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
Mamta: I should stop. I should put the phone down.
 
Rohan: But you won't.
 
Mamta: No. I won't.
 
Rohan: Good. Because I'm not done with you yet.
 
Mamta: What more could you possibly want from me tonight?
 
Rohan: Everything. But I'll settle for one thing.
 
Mamta: What?
 
Rohan: Admit you want me to kiss you again. Admit you want more than just a kiss.
 
The pause was the longest yet.
 
Mamta: I want you to kiss me again.
 
Rohan: And more?
 
Mamta: And more.
 
Rohan: What kind of more?
 
Mamta: You know what kind.
 
Rohan: I want to hear you say it.
 
Mamta: I can't. Not tonight. You've already taken enough from me tonight.
 
Rohan: Taken? Or been given?
 
Mamta: Both. I gave and You took. I don't know why I keep giving.
 
Rohan: Because you want to. Because it feels good to be wanted. Because you've been lonely for so long you forgot what it felt like to be desired.
 
Mamta: How do you know exactly what to say?
 
Rohan: Because I see you. I've been seeing you since the nursery. The woman underneath everything else. She's beautiful. She's passionate. She wants things she's been denying herself for years.
 
Mamta: And you think you're the one to give them to her?
 
Rohan: I know I am. And so do you.
 
Mamta: Arrogant.
 
Rohan: Honest. There's a difference.
 
Mamta: Is there?
 
Rohan: You tell me. Am I wrong?
 
A pause. Shorter.
 
Mamta: Maybe.
 
Anjali kissed the corner of his mouth, her lips lingering. "She's surrendered. Completely. She just doesn't know how to say it yet."