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Lester thought about how he normally went the other way when he saw them, how they kept him terrified and humiliated. Not this time though. This time Lester walked up to them, feeling pleasure inside at the way both Tony and Brad were staring at his chest in awe, looking small to him. They looked up at Lester's face, and he smiled down at them, seeing that they were embarrassed. Cindy on the other hand seemed to be looking at Lester with envy and disgust at the same time, kicking Tony in the leg when she saw him staring. Lester loved it. Forcing himself to scowl at the two bullies, Lester asked, "Are you Tony Preston and Brad Turner?" They both nodded dumbly, still impressed by Lester. Then he turned to Cindy adding, "And you must be Cindy Marshall." "Yeah, and who are you?" she snapped back. Lester just smiled, then stood up straighter, seeing the eyes of the boys bulging, then looking further down and seeing that their eyes weren't the only thing bulging. "My name is... Leanne. I rang her. She picked up the phone . “Piyali! I think I should give myself a chance with you”, She shouted “Thank You Sir!”, and disconnected the line.Then we met at tutorials spoke to each other, but did not let others know about that. Daily after the class ceases, I used to walk half km to her residence which is nearby. Sometimes we met in parks and passed many moments keeping hand on hand. Her warm shoulders and body odor made me very seductive and thus I tried to feel her body touch more. (During the times, if anyhow my girlfriend calls me up, I replied that I am in office. Moreover, she was then busy with her B.Tach admission in Delhi. )One day we made to a Cinema. I sat normally a person sits. After crossing 30 mins she whispered “Don’t you know how to watch movie with a partner?” and hold my arm right across her shoulder and kept her head over my chest. Slowly my hands touched her side lines of her arm. Sometimes she too cramping my fingers with her palm and feeling my chest.
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