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We never got to see how they lived happily though, but the smile in the last scene after which the The End, flew or swivelled or zoomed in, made it obvious. Nisim did tell me later that The Thief was a short story and short stories ended that way! It was five pages long, much longer than the stories in the book Deuta had gifted me on my eleventh Birthday – Aesop’s Fables – the stories in this book were never more than two pages. And always with a moral at the end. The Thief didn’t have a moral – that was the best part though – I never liked memorizing morals. But the thing was, my brother was calling the longest story I had read till then, a short story! By then, though, I had some idea of a

Crimson collected the book from her hand. "Your hands not reaching your ears means that you are still very young and not allowed to start reading love stories so from now you are only allowed to read books like Cinderella, frozen, Moana, Alex in the Wonderland and other Disney stories apart from that, no William Shakespeare books until your hands can reach your ears okay." Crimson said. "But why? I don't want to read that, they are so boring." Pearl pouted.

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Chapter 2 Flashback / dream A girl is strolling through a library and after a lot of searching she got the book of her interest. She took a seat and started to read it. Suddenly a boy came and knocked her book "knock knock, may I talk with this busiest girl for a minute?" The girl removed her book from her face and asked "What do you want now?" The boy answered " I happened to know a girl named Mugdha and want her as my girlfriend. "

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He had slipped out of my room just before dawn, leaving only a quick, filthy kiss and a whispered promise: “Today’s going to be fun, baby.” Jake suggested a shopping trip to the big mall downtown. “I need new sneakers, and you two can help carry my shit.” Alex agreed immediately, shooting me a wicked look over his coffee mug. I wore a short pleated skirt and a cropped tank top with no bra, exactly as his morning text had demanded.

My breasts were so swollen and sensitive that each flick of his tongue caused lightening to strike in my p***y. ‎ ‎I was so turned on that my p***y clenched in on itself and ached with the need to be touched too. He released my n*****s and I lay back on my elbows as he began nibbling my ribs and working his way down my stomach. He stopped at my belly button and he licked the water that had pooled there. I drew in my breath imagining his tongue delving deep in my p***y. His mouth moved downward and in the same swift motion as before, he loosened the straps of my swimsuit bottom and flung it to the side with the bra. He stared at my p***y for long before whispering.

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The text from her husband came at noon: flight delayed again, mechanical issue, three more days at least. Ada read it twice, then set the phone face-down on the coffee table. A slow smile spread across her face. Three days. Three whole days of the house empty except for the hum of the AC and the heavy pulse between her thighs. She typed quick: “come to living room now.” Sent.