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Mukesh looked out of our hostel window and whistled, prompting me to see what it was about. A girl of about twenty-plus was passing through just by the side of our hostel boundary wall. “Nalin, brother, I would give her anything, if she could just let me lick her boobs for a few seconds,” said Mukesh. Mukesh and I (I am Nalin) were room partners in our final year of engineering and had become very close friends. We always joked and pulled each other’s legs about our future wives. Mukesh was...
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