Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
Rohan: When can I see you again? Alone.
 
Mamta: I don't know. Neetu is always around. It's complicated.
 
Rohan: Make it uncomplicated. Find a way.
 
Mamta: You're very demanding for someone who's not even here.
 
Rohan: That's the problem. I'm not there. I want to be. I want to finish what we started tonight.
 
Mamta: What did we start?
 
Rohan: You know exactly what we started.
 
Mamta: Maybe I want you to say it.
 
Rohan smiled. She was flirting now. Pushing back. Playing.
 
Rohan: Careful. If I say it, you won't be able to pretend anymore.
 
Mamta: Maybe I'm tired of pretending.
 
Rohan: Then stop. Tell me what you really want. Right now. No filters. No guilt. Just honesty.
 
The pause was different this time. Heavy. Charged.
 
Mamta: I want you to kiss me again. I want your hands on me. I want to feel what I felt tonight, except more. I want to forget I'm a wife and a mother and just be a woman for once. A woman who is wanted.
 
Mamta: There. Are you happy now?
 
Rohan: Not yet. But I'm getting closer.
 
Mamta: What will make you happy?
 
Rohan: When I'm actually there. In your room. Doing all the things we're talking about.
 
Mamta: You're very sure that will happen.
 
Rohan: I'm very sure you want it to happen. The rest is just logistics.
 
Mamta: You're impossible.
 
Rohan: You've said that already. Say something new.
 
Mamta: You're... intoxicating.
 
Rohan: Better.
 
Mamta: And infuriating.
 
Rohan: Getting warmer.
 
Mamta: And I should really, really go to sleep now.
 
Rohan: Will you dream of me?
 
Mamta: I don't think I have a choice anymore.
 
Rohan: Good. Dream of my lips. My hands. Everything we talked about.
 
Mamta: You're not going to make this easy for me, are you?
 
Rohan: Easy is boring. And you, Mamta, are anything but boring.