Announcements were about to be held and everyone gathered. This was supposed to be so-called significant part of the first day of the college. Important for the teachers to introduce themselves,
but dull for students who came here for studies. “Studies”; oops sorry mistakenly a wrong word used; you people might be thinking that what I am writing? Well we took admissions for studying Love, Girls and gathered for the practicals of our teenage mistakes.
So for the first day of BBA College, everyone gathered on the porch. But as you know, things never go the way it is supposed to be, suddenly...
“Hi babes,” shouted one girl aloud waving her hand towards another girl; her friend and as they came into eye contact their steps ensue to meet each other. They were
like as if they were
starved for each other for years. I wonder why girls always love to meet each other so closely with hugging each other. As they moved fast the scene virtually memorizes me the one in DDLJ where Sharukh runs for Kajal in the yellow fields and as I came back to my pleasant scene; the girls came closer with their as usual hugging-piggies
thing. As they hug each other tightly with their tighten clasped t-shirts so perfectly fitted pants, their boobs collides with each one another and they nearly popped out from their top’s cleavage. All the men present there, their jaw
went wide opened to the
scene, and tongue's
drooled for more; almost
sweeping the floor
to cherish this sight; just the way as titanic hit an iceberg. As the two girls dig into each other's body, they looked so happy. I wondered why they never care to meet their boyfriend with so much enthusiasm.
A noticeable smile
appeared to my lips. Oh God! What a panorama it was.
“Hello, roll no. 38?” said one guy who came from nowhere and offered me a handshake.
“Hi” said I as
handshake took place.
“Akash” his voice was husky and bold.
“Siddharth” I replied
to his introduction.
“I know,” smiled Akash to me.
“How?” I inquired
as it was something weird to hear on the first day of the college.
“Well just to know whose answer sheet I am going to copy for the next three years,” he explained dramatically
and laughed aloud taking me into his confidence
and I too
laughed to his silly joke.
“I am doing
it for years,” he continued being more confident.
“So what's up?” I started the conversation and flipping from his topic where I knew next he was interested to tell me his crowned
cheating stories. But more of it; it was
an inquiry as this guy had just keen about my roll number.
“Nothing much just
looking around” and he smiled at me.
“Why these girls always ready to create a scene?” It suddenly came from my side of the
conversation as I
was enjoying the scene where these girls were still busy talking to each other about their pre-college
shopping expenses.
Here
each buck spent was an act of bravery regardless of the fact that how hard it
was for their parents to earn. My concern about these girls grabbed attention of my new friend and it was a check, whether this guy was straight or not with mock test, by pointing at the two hot girls standing in the
same room.
“Well this one is my girlfriend.” Akash pointed one girl with the 34 size.
[34
was her bra-size which I had noticed earlier before I could see her face
correctly. I was neither a lingerie seller nor a worker there, but the X-ray my
eyes could do was neither less and I was almost perfect in it. For me getting
attracted to those BBW was not silly. I mean BBW – Big busted woman, which guy
don’t want. ]
“Lucky you,”
I smiled.
“Yes lucky from the past few years,” said Akash with his collar up.
“We were course mates since I started with commerce and knew each other from coaching time. I was a commerce student with an average mark. So being here and getting
admission in such
a prestigious institute was never my aim. I always hunted to join my father’s business, but my father had something else in his mind. He was aimed to make
me study and learn business tactics before I join him.” And
the conversation went for a few minutes;
we were on the edge of talking about his dad's turnover in the business to the India’s economy and corruption.
While in the conversation my eyes repeatedly fall for the
bombshell standing over
and over as these girls
were effortlessly
noticeable. I wish to look for this eye tonic standing
along with Akash’s
girlfriend, but I could just watch her well maintained buttock.
My curiosity increased with each second as could not get
her glimpse.
Suddenly, the two
girls exchanged a handshake, and Akash’s girl friend came our way. Akash hugs his girl tight and press her booty in front of me to tease me as a sign of his
possessiveness. Even I too wanted to do the same if I had her. To be honest this
girl was awesome by her sizes, which were so perfect. Her way of
dressing was rather an advantage over it too. However, for me
the girl who went her way after talking to Akash’s girlfriend, I was too sure about that mysterious girl about her
looks, I still bet her to be more mystic. I could find a connection between me and that girl, and I could feel something; an aura from
her side.
“This is Siddharth
and she is my girl Jenny," said Akash to his girlfriend with a formal
introduction being decent.
“Hi” and smiles
exchanged between
us.
“Oh I will
introduce to with one of my old friend,” and as she turned to call her friend and my connection.
“Piyali” she shouted aloud and waved in the air, but as the girl was facing another side, she could not notice her calling. Before she could reach for her, she turned back; an announcement took place from the principal who just entered,
and everybody paid their attention to him standing on the stage. We hurriedly made cues as an act of
obedience, but I
was still disturbed over this girl whom I could not see. I again try to look at her side to get her glimpse but could not, as the room was overcrowded.
Standing in the cue, I made
endless attempts but failed each time. Then as one of the teachers took hold of the mike, it was a perfect chance for me to change my place. I went to have a look for her, but suddenly
she turned other side and so do I simultaneously. I was again on the wrong side, and one more attempt failed. I wonder why I was so much curious about her and it was quite
noticeable for Jenny to notice. For me, it was like now or never.
“Are you comfortable?”
Akash inquired.
“Yeah,” I replied
back still looking for this girl on the one side and not concentrating on the speech being held.
Finally, with the
thanking note and a call for the class, the teacher took us to a class for our first curriculum lecture. We all obeyed and followed
her like heard of sheep. While we entered our new class as it was the perfect time I could now make my last attempt to have a glance of this beautiful girl. I ran breaking the cue towards her. I touched her shoulder...
"What?" said Jenny
to me as she walked along with this girl who was now a part of her gang. I was pretty sure that this girl will also stop as her friend, but she walked away.
“What happen to her?” I asked Jenny.
“What?”
“I wanna see this girl” I went
straight.
"Piyali," uttered Jenny confused. Jenny screamed her name loudly. With the call, she turned back… and I was surprised…
“Leave her; I
am not interested
to talk to her” I walked away.
“Why?” Jenny came to me hitting with her question curiously.
“I am not going to class if you are interested let’s move to the
canteen,” I looked disturbed, which was easily perceptible through my facial
expressions.
“Are you okay?” Jenny conformed.
“Yeah” I was sweating now.
“Yeah let’s move; let me have water,” Jenny took hold of my
hand as I felt collapsing.
“Akash, to canteen” she calls her boyfriend to help her holding
me, and we all went to the canteen. Jenny tried inviting Piyali; her new
gang member but Piyali went to the class which was rather rude.
Before we
move further into the story let’s get introduced. I am Siddharth you can say
the Dog no. 1, adding to the list Akash was the Dog no. 2. Well there were so
many dogs around but we knew only a few. This was my 1st day at BBA
College based in Delhi. Life for me was never firmer; my father was a business
man, and I was not at any time liked caring much about money. Akash’s father
was in Indian embassy. I still wonder why I never found him pleased with his
dad and neither Akash’s father Mr. Sharma, nor was her mother happy with him. However,
it has nothing to do it with me and the story. Jenny was Akash’s girl friend;
one of the most beautiful girls around but since she was already hooked with my
friend; else I would be the one doing X- Ray scans with my eyes. I don’t know
from when they knew each other, but everyone says they were lovers since they
were in their diapers. What a fuck it was; but it was true.
“Hi babes,” shouted one girl aloud waving her hand towards another girl; her friend and as they came into eye contact their steps ensue to meet each other. They were
like as if they were
starved for each other for years. I wonder why girls always love to meet each other so closely with hugging each other. As they moved fast the scene virtually memorizes me the one in DDLJ where Sharukh runs for Kajal in the yellow fields and as I came back to my pleasant scene; the girls came closer with their as usual hugging-piggies
thing. As they hug each other tightly with their tighten clasped t-shirts so perfectly fitted pants, their boobs collides with each one another and they nearly popped out from their top’s cleavage. All the men present there, their jaw
went wide opened to the
scene, and tongue's
drooled for more; almost
sweeping the floor
to cherish this sight; just the way as titanic hit an iceberg. As the two girls dig into each other's body, they looked so happy. I wondered why they never care to meet their boyfriend with so much enthusiasm.
A noticeable smile
appeared to my lips. Oh God! What a panorama it was.
As we met for another day
“We grow, we change” Eshaan justified himself as he was never
a JKFY student. It was a friend request mistakenly sent to him and he do not had
courage to tell her that he was not her Eshaan. But this conversation continues
from days to weeks and then months and as the relation blossoms it shifted from
Facebook to phone by the exchange of their numbers. Regular on phone, one day
on the telephonic conversation with Pari, she said something which bore him
deep inside.
