Flirting in cinema hall
Papa got me admitted into new school, assuming that it would be a strict convent school. But his calculations misfired. My new school was known among higher strata of society, where girls already started wearing knee length midi skirt. Even I had become little rebellious. My parents use to call me little devil. I started wearing skirt which is now at least one inch above my knee. I was proud to exhibit my well shaped thigh. Forget the boys, even girls in my class were jealous of me. I was quite extrovert, having friendship with many guys. Many guys look too childish for me. Few who could able to match my spirit, frequently use to hug me. I taught them how to kiss, in some hidden areas of school. I love kissing them on their …