I felt his hand traveling up slowly. I started re-packing my unpacked bag. Desi xxx “Shuvro” he replied with a smile. So I went to the restaurant and there he was, sitting on a table. I couldn’t take the risk of ruining my saree if he touches me again. He seemed really nice and we were laughing with jokes and he was telling me about his family and friends. We continued our chit chat for a while. I started feeling guilty about what happened on the bus. We arrived at comilla. I was frustrated and angry, shouting over the phone with my best friend Sanjana and crying. I was looking outside the window watching night traffic. I wanted to leave early so that I can manage a good seat. We continued our chit chat for a while. Everyone got down to use the restroom. So I went to the washroom, cleaned my pussy and fixed my makeup.
