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You know the drill: all characters involved in sexual activity in this story are of legal, consensual age. No minors are depicted in the following story.
Pampers and Pom-Poms Part 2:
Surana Explains it All
By
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
“So...your place or mine?”
Cory briefly glanced at her lovely traveling companion before returning her gaze to the road. “Better make it yours,” she said. “I have a big family, and some of them are bound to be home.”
“Oh? How many siblings do you have?” Surana asked while sliding back and forth in the passenger seat, causing the shit in her panties to spread all over her ass. The excrement rubbed against her ample posterior with a squishing sound that was quite loud in the cars cramped interior.
Cory drew in a deep, ragged breath before she answered: “Four. Two brothers, Colin and Caleb, and two sisters, Casey and Carissa.”
“Colin, Caleb, Casey, Carissa, AND Corsicana?” Surana smirked.” The Summers family--brought to you by the letter C!”
“Shut up!” Cory giggled.
“Ok...what're your parents’ names?”
“Claire and Craig. I hate you.” Cory grinned. “So, what about your family?”
“It’s just me, my mom Karishima, brother Sikandar, and my sisters Prashanna and Rajani,” Surana responded with a smile.
“Those names sound Indian; come to think of it, so does yours. Are you Hindi? You don’t look it.”
“Actually, I’m only half a Hindu,” Surana laughed. “My mom’s father was Indian; he married a nice, corn-fed Midwestern girl he met at university. Mama met Daddy in high school. Although we had a very Westernized upbringing, Mama never let us forget our heritage. Hence, our names, yearly visits to India, home made Indian food every night...”
“That doesn’t sound so bad.”
“Its not!” Surana replied, a devilish grin spreading across her face. “Mama gave me a copy of the Kama Sutra for my birthday: wanna try out some of the positions sometime?”
“Sure!” Cory beamed, her entire being suffused with excitement. She took one hand off the wheel and put it on Surana's leg, her heart racing as she slowly traced her fingers up the blonde’s thigh.
“Are you trying to get to third base?” Surana chuckled. “No need to be coy; I’m SUPER easy!” With that, she took Cory’s hand and thrust it into her panties!
“Oh god!” Cory panted as her fingers came to rest atop Surana’s womanhood.
“See how wet I am for you?” Surana purred into Cory’s ear.
“SHIT! You’re gonna make me crash the car!” Cory murmured breathlessly.
Surana nibbled on Cory’s ear and squeezed the girl’s tiny breasts. “Stop being so shy,” she moaned. “Get your fingers dirty!” Cory inhaled sharply as she slowly worked a finger inside Surana’s pink folds; when it slid in without resistance, she quickly worked in another...and another! She felt her own womanhood spasm as Surana’s moist cunnyhole tightened around her invading digits. “Oh yeah! That shit feels so...Fucking... GOOD!” Surana moaned. Cory had only fingered the girl for a few minutes when the blonde suddenly tensed up and just as quickly began shaking like a leaf. “CUMMING!” she spat through gritted teeth while her eyes rolled back in her head.
“Damn girl!” Cory gasped. “I barely touched you!” She wanted to touch herself so bad, but one hand was occupied with driving and the other was still stroking Surana’s dripping wet cunny.
“Your fingers are fucking MAGICAL!” Surana panted. “Don’t stop...don’t EVER stop...Mmm yeah, baby, just like that!” Just before Surana was about to have her second orgasm, Cory abruptly withdrew her slime coated hand from the blondes panties and popped it into her mouth!
“Mmm...Your pussy tastes so good!” Cory sighed as she sucked Surana’s tangy vaginal secretions off her fingers.
“Why’d you stop?” Surana whined.
“Um...sweetie, we just pulled up in front of your house,” Cory said. “I think we should finish this inside, don’t you?”
Surana looked blankly out the window; it was a few minutes before the mental fog cleared and she recognized her house. “Oh yeah...”
“Snap out of it!” Cory laughed. “You act like you ain’t ever been finger fucked before.”
“Not like that!” Surana blissfully sighed.
“Flattery will get you absolutely everywhere!” Cory ravenously grinned. As she exited the car, Cory found that the massive amount of shit in her borrowed diaper was making it incredibly difficult to walk, so she was forced to waddle instead. To make matters worse, each step she took caused the overstuffed diaper to slide down, taking her skirt and panties along for the ride. By the time the girls reached the front door, Cory was naked from the waist down. Surana, who’d been watching Cory’s ordeal with silent amusement, exploded with laughter. “Shut up!” As Cory quickly bent over to pull up her clothes, Surana grabbed the girl by the hips and jammed her tongue into her shitty butt-hole! “Surana! C-cut it out!” she gasped. “The neighbors will see us!”
“So what?” the blonde replied. “They’ve seen me doing far worse things than this!”
Before Cory could wonder what Surana could have done that was worse than licking another girls shit-filled ass crack in public, the front door suddenly flew open. A boy stood in the doorway, looking down at the girls with barely concealed lust. He had light brown hair and hazel eyes, was tall and very well built; if Cory was into boys, she would have found him quite handsome. The familial resemblance to Surana was unmistakable; the boy couldn’t be anyone else but her brother. “You must be Sikandar,” Cory smiled sheepishly as she pulled up her skirt.
“And you must be my sisters latest plaything,” Sikandar replied as he grabbed Cory’s hand and kissed the back of it. “I must say, you’re way hotter than the trashy dykes Surana usually brings home.”
“Thanks--I think.” Cory smiled as her cheeks reddened a bit.
“Back off, Alex!” Surana shouted as she shoved her brother aside and pulled Cory after her. “She’s mine!” Sikandar followed the girls inside and watched as they ran upstairs.
“Why’d you call him Alex?” Cory asked.
“Cuz Sikandar is the Hindi form of the name Alexander,” Surana replied. At the top of the stairs, she yanked her skirt and panties down, “mooning” her brother!
“If that’s your way of asking for a spanking, I’d be happy to oblige!” Sikandar yelled as he vaulted up the stairs. “That goes double for your cute little friend!” The girls shrieked and ran down the hallway leading to Surana’s bedroom just as he reached the top step.
“I don’t want no spanking, Alex!” Cory squealed over her shoulder.
“Tough!” Sikandar replied. “Someone has to teach you a lesson! Big girls shouldn’t poop themselves!”
Cory suddenly realized that her skirt was falling down again and Sikandar could see the tip of her shit filled ass crack. She wasn’t embarrassed in the least: she hooked her thumbs into the top of her skirt and yanked it down until the entire top half of her buttocks was exposed to his hungry gaze. Why the fuck am I flirting with a BOY? Cory mentally asked herself. What kind of lesbian am I? Seconds before Sikandar’s hands could grasp her bare bottom, the girls ran into Surana’s bedroom and shut the door.
“Let me in, dammit!” Sikandar bellowed as he pounded on the locked door.
“NO!” Both girls squealed and laughed hysterically.
“You gotta come out of there sometime,” the boy replied. “I can wait.”
“Alex, promise not to spank us and we’ll give you a special treat!” Surana cooed.
“What kind of treat?”
“PROMISE!”
“Fine,” Sikandar sighed.
“You and your brother don’t have a conventional relationship, do you?” Cory whispered.
“Nope!” Surana beamed as she stripped off her jersey, her ample C-cup breasts bouncing as they were exposed to the air. “We play games like this all the time.”
“You let him fuck you?” Cory asked excitedly.
“Honey, if anything, I fuck him!” Surana laughed as she removed her skirt, knickers, socks, and shoes. She then opened a drawer in a nearby dresser and pulled out a diaper. “Well? Get undressed!” she said as she fastened the diaper around her hips.
“I-I’m not gonna fuck your brother!” Cory stammered.
“Baby…” Surana purred as she stroked the brunette’s hair. “I would never ask you to do something you didn’t want to! We’re just going to put on a little cheer show for him, ok?”
“K. But you have to undress me!”
A mischievous grin spread across Surana’s face as she pulled off Cory’s jersey. She brought each of the brunette’s tiny pink nipples to diamond hardness before sinking to her knees and probing the girl’s belly button with her tongue. Cory moaned softly and placed her hands atop Surana’s head—she seriously felt as if she was going to cum! Just as she was about to explode, Surana pulled away, yanking down Cory’s diaper and skirt as she did so.
“This thing’s way too big for you! Surana said as she chucked the shitty diaper into a small garbage chute built into the wall. “I should have known that something that could fit my big ass would be too big for your skinny behind!” She rummaged about in her diaper drawer and pulled out a medium sized one. “This looks about your size,” she said as she tossed it to Cory.
“Help me put it on—I REALLY gotta go!” The second the blonde fastened the diaper to her, Cory’s bowels let loose. The shit was thick and creamy and it made an incredibly loud squishing/hissing noise as it exited her gaping pink bum hole. “Oh god…oh god!” she moaned as more and more gooey poo oozed out of her. “F-feels soooo good!” She tackled Surana to the ground and kissed her passionately while grinding her blood engorged cunny lips against the blonde’s own hot pink mound. When Surana slipped her hands past the waistband of Cory’s diaper and gripped her shit covered bottom, it sent the brunette over the edge. “Oh yeah…oh yeah…ohhh…!” She screamed as an orgasm tore through her body.
“Was THAT my special treat?”
Cory nearly jumped out of her skin as she heard Sikandar’s voice. He was sat in a chair near the door, watching the girls writhe about on the floor and stroking the erection that was swelling out his trousers.
“How the fuck did he get in?” Cory gasped as she fought to catch her breath.
“He has the key,” Surana replied dreamily. “That was a treat for us,” she said to her brother. All you get to do is watch us perform topless cheer routines, you dirty boy!” She extricated herself from Cory’s grasp and began swaying her ample hips to imaginary music as she began running through the routine Kanika taught them earlier. When Cory had recovered, she grabbed a pair of pom-poms and joined in. The girls clustered around Sikandar, thrusting their diaper clad crotches into his face. He quickly freed his hard on from his pants and began to wank in earnest.
Cory slowly realized that all the boy’s attention was focused on her; for some reason, this made her feel a bit nauseous. When Surana noticed what was going on, she gave Cory a gentle shove and gave her brother a one-on-one performance. The cheer routine quickly devolved into a lewd lap dance. After a few minutes, Surana gave up all pretense, dropping to her knees, and taking her brother’s hard on into her mouth. As she blew him, she bore down with all her might and released an ear splitting blast of flatulence which was quickly replaced by the wet sound of her defecating. Apparently, she hadn’t fastened her diaper tight enough, because the thing suddenly dropped off of her, giving Cory(who had sat on the bed) a full view of Surana’s puckered pink bunghole squeezing out a long, sausage shaped mass of poo. It hit the floor and was quickly joined by another…and another!
“Oh my god…” Cory muttered. Surana beckoned the brunette nearer as she continued sucking off Sikandar. She knelt beside the blonde, who jerked her brother off while she whispered into Cory’s ear. “What?!?” She couldn’t believe what Surana was asking her to do, but she was incredibly turned on by the very notion of it. She took a deep breath, scooped some shit off the floor, and smeared it all over Sikandar’s manhood! His eyes were still fixed on Cory, and the queasy feeling returned to her stomach. Surana didn’t notice this time: she had resumed sucking her brother’s shit covered cock and was violently rubbing her cunny. Cory was similarly engaged, sitting on the arm of the chair Sikandar sat in and opening her diaper slightly so that he could see her pink folds. More than anything, it was the look in his eyes that was turning her on the most. “I’m gonna cum...I’m gonna cum…” she whispered while staring back at the boy. “AHHH…!”
The moment she orgasmed, Sikandar shut his eyes and fired his dick-load down his sister’s throat. Surana fell backwards on the floor and rubbed herself furiously. Cory dipped her bare foot in the poo on the floor and rubbed it all over Surana’s cunny—this made her cum instantly! She then stood up and kissed Cory while simultaneously spitting Sikandar’s cum into the brunette’s mouth! They passed the spunk back and forth between them before they each swallowed an equal amount of the salty fluid.
“Wow. That was…that was…Fuck!” Cory sighed blissfully and sank into the now empty chair. She hadn’t even seen Sikandar leave the room; she wished he hadn’t.
Surana, sitting by Cory’s feet, grabbed the brunette’s hand and sucked the poo and vagina juices off it. “Yeah, that was fucking epic! We better go get showered…Mama and my sisters’ll be home soon. As the two walked hand in hand to the bathroom, Cory saw Sikandar watching them from a slit in a door, which was presumably his bedroom. He winked at her and shut the door. When the sick feeling hit her again, she was quickly able to diagnose the illness that time; butterflies in the stomach, a common symptom of love sickness.
OMG, she thought. I think I may be falling for Sikandar!
You know the drill: all characters involved in sexual activity in this story are of legal, consensual age. No minors are depicted in the following story.
Pampers and Pom-Poms Part 2:
Surana Explains it All
By
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
“So...your place or mine?”
Cory briefly glanced at her lovely traveling companion before returning her gaze to the road. “Better make it yours,” she said. “I have a big family, and some of them are bound to be home.”
“Oh? How many siblings do you have?” Surana asked while sliding back and forth in the passenger seat, causing the shit in her panties to spread all over her ass. The excrement rubbed against her ample posterior with a squishing sound that was quite loud in the cars cramped interior.
Cory drew in a deep, ragged breath before she answered: “Four. Two brothers, Colin and Caleb, and two sisters, Casey and Carissa.”
“Colin, Caleb, Casey, Carissa, AND Corsicana?” Surana smirked.” The Summers family--brought to you by the letter C!”
“Shut up!” Cory giggled.
“Ok...what're your parents’ names?”
“Claire and Craig. I hate you.” Cory grinned. “So, what about your family?”
“It’s just me, my mom Karishima, brother Sikandar, and my sisters Prashanna and Rajani,” Surana responded with a smile.
“Those names sound Indian; come to think of it, so does yours. Are you Hindi? You don’t look it.”
“Actually, I’m only half a Hindu,” Surana laughed. “My mom’s father was Indian; he married a nice, corn-fed Midwestern girl he met at university. Mama met Daddy in high school. Although we had a very Westernized upbringing, Mama never let us forget our heritage. Hence, our names, yearly visits to India, home made Indian food every night...”
“That doesn’t sound so bad.”
“Its not!” Surana replied, a devilish grin spreading across her face. “Mama gave me a copy of the Kama Sutra for my birthday: wanna try out some of the positions sometime?”
“Sure!” Cory beamed, her entire being suffused with excitement. She took one hand off the wheel and put it on Surana's leg, her heart racing as she slowly traced her fingers up the blonde’s thigh.
“Are you trying to get to third base?” Surana chuckled. “No need to be coy; I’m SUPER easy!” With that, she took Cory’s hand and thrust it into her panties!
“Oh god!” Cory panted as her fingers came to rest atop Surana’s womanhood.
“See how wet I am for you?” Surana purred into Cory’s ear.
“SHIT! You’re gonna make me crash the car!” Cory murmured breathlessly.
Surana nibbled on Cory’s ear and squeezed the girl’s tiny breasts. “Stop being so shy,” she moaned. “Get your fingers dirty!” Cory inhaled sharply as she slowly worked a finger inside Surana’s pink folds; when it slid in without resistance, she quickly worked in another...and another! She felt her own womanhood spasm as Surana’s moist cunnyhole tightened around her invading digits. “Oh yeah! That shit feels so...Fucking... GOOD!” Surana moaned. Cory had only fingered the girl for a few minutes when the blonde suddenly tensed up and just as quickly began shaking like a leaf. “CUMMING!” she spat through gritted teeth while her eyes rolled back in her head.
“Damn girl!” Cory gasped. “I barely touched you!” She wanted to touch herself so bad, but one hand was occupied with driving and the other was still stroking Surana’s dripping wet cunny.
“Your fingers are fucking MAGICAL!” Surana panted. “Don’t stop...don’t EVER stop...Mmm yeah, baby, just like that!” Just before Surana was about to have her second orgasm, Cory abruptly withdrew her slime coated hand from the blondes panties and popped it into her mouth!
“Mmm...Your pussy tastes so good!” Cory sighed as she sucked Surana’s tangy vaginal secretions off her fingers.
“Why’d you stop?” Surana whined.
“Um...sweetie, we just pulled up in front of your house,” Cory said. “I think we should finish this inside, don’t you?”
Surana looked blankly out the window; it was a few minutes before the mental fog cleared and she recognized her house. “Oh yeah...”
“Snap out of it!” Cory laughed. “You act like you ain’t ever been finger fucked before.”
“Not like that!” Surana blissfully sighed.
“Flattery will get you absolutely everywhere!” Cory ravenously grinned. As she exited the car, Cory found that the massive amount of shit in her borrowed diaper was making it incredibly difficult to walk, so she was forced to waddle instead. To make matters worse, each step she took caused the overstuffed diaper to slide down, taking her skirt and panties along for the ride. By the time the girls reached the front door, Cory was naked from the waist down. Surana, who’d been watching Cory’s ordeal with silent amusement, exploded with laughter. “Shut up!” As Cory quickly bent over to pull up her clothes, Surana grabbed the girl by the hips and jammed her tongue into her shitty butt-hole! “Surana! C-cut it out!” she gasped. “The neighbors will see us!”
“So what?” the blonde replied. “They’ve seen me doing far worse things than this!”
Before Cory could wonder what Surana could have done that was worse than licking another girls shit-filled ass crack in public, the front door suddenly flew open. A boy stood in the doorway, looking down at the girls with barely concealed lust. He had light brown hair and hazel eyes, was tall and very well built; if Cory was into boys, she would have found him quite handsome. The familial resemblance to Surana was unmistakable; the boy couldn’t be anyone else but her brother. “You must be Sikandar,” Cory smiled sheepishly as she pulled up her skirt.
“And you must be my sisters latest plaything,” Sikandar replied as he grabbed Cory’s hand and kissed the back of it. “I must say, you’re way hotter than the trashy dykes Surana usually brings home.”
“Thanks--I think.” Cory smiled as her cheeks reddened a bit.
“Back off, Alex!” Surana shouted as she shoved her brother aside and pulled Cory after her. “She’s mine!” Sikandar followed the girls inside and watched as they ran upstairs.
“Why’d you call him Alex?” Cory asked.
“Cuz Sikandar is the Hindi form of the name Alexander,” Surana replied. At the top of the stairs, she yanked her skirt and panties down, “mooning” her brother!
“If that’s your way of asking for a spanking, I’d be happy to oblige!” Sikandar yelled as he vaulted up the stairs. “That goes double for your cute little friend!” The girls shrieked and ran down the hallway leading to Surana’s bedroom just as he reached the top step.
“I don’t want no spanking, Alex!” Cory squealed over her shoulder.
“Tough!” Sikandar replied. “Someone has to teach you a lesson! Big girls shouldn’t poop themselves!”
Cory suddenly realized that her skirt was falling down again and Sikandar could see the tip of her shit filled ass crack. She wasn’t embarrassed in the least: she hooked her thumbs into the top of her skirt and yanked it down until the entire top half of her buttocks was exposed to his hungry gaze. Why the fuck am I flirting with a BOY? Cory mentally asked herself. What kind of lesbian am I? Seconds before Sikandar’s hands could grasp her bare bottom, the girls ran into Surana’s bedroom and shut the door.
“Let me in, dammit!” Sikandar bellowed as he pounded on the locked door.
“NO!” Both girls squealed and laughed hysterically.
“You gotta come out of there sometime,” the boy replied. “I can wait.”
“Alex, promise not to spank us and we’ll give you a special treat!” Surana cooed.
“What kind of treat?”
“PROMISE!”
“Fine,” Sikandar sighed.
“You and your brother don’t have a conventional relationship, do you?” Cory whispered.
“Nope!” Surana beamed as she stripped off her jersey, her ample C-cup breasts bouncing as they were exposed to the air. “We play games like this all the time.”
“You let him fuck you?” Cory asked excitedly.
“Honey, if anything, I fuck him!” Surana laughed as she removed her skirt, knickers, socks, and shoes. She then opened a drawer in a nearby dresser and pulled out a diaper. “Well? Get undressed!” she said as she fastened the diaper around her hips.
“I-I’m not gonna fuck your brother!” Cory stammered.
“Baby…” Surana purred as she stroked the brunette’s hair. “I would never ask you to do something you didn’t want to! We’re just going to put on a little cheer show for him, ok?”
“K. But you have to undress me!”
A mischievous grin spread across Surana’s face as she pulled off Cory’s jersey. She brought each of the brunette’s tiny pink nipples to diamond hardness before sinking to her knees and probing the girl’s belly button with her tongue. Cory moaned softly and placed her hands atop Surana’s head—she seriously felt as if she was going to cum! Just as she was about to explode, Surana pulled away, yanking down Cory’s diaper and skirt as she did so.
“This thing’s way too big for you! Surana said as she chucked the shitty diaper into a small garbage chute built into the wall. “I should have known that something that could fit my big ass would be too big for your skinny behind!” She rummaged about in her diaper drawer and pulled out a medium sized one. “This looks about your size,” she said as she tossed it to Cory.
“Help me put it on—I REALLY gotta go!” The second the blonde fastened the diaper to her, Cory’s bowels let loose. The shit was thick and creamy and it made an incredibly loud squishing/hissing noise as it exited her gaping pink bum hole. “Oh god…oh god!” she moaned as more and more gooey poo oozed out of her. “F-feels soooo good!” She tackled Surana to the ground and kissed her passionately while grinding her blood engorged cunny lips against the blonde’s own hot pink mound. When Surana slipped her hands past the waistband of Cory’s diaper and gripped her shit covered bottom, it sent the brunette over the edge. “Oh yeah…oh yeah…ohhh…!” She screamed as an orgasm tore through her body.
“Was THAT my special treat?”
Cory nearly jumped out of her skin as she heard Sikandar’s voice. He was sat in a chair near the door, watching the girls writhe about on the floor and stroking the erection that was swelling out his trousers.
“How the fuck did he get in?” Cory gasped as she fought to catch her breath.
“He has the key,” Surana replied dreamily. “That was a treat for us,” she said to her brother. All you get to do is watch us perform topless cheer routines, you dirty boy!” She extricated herself from Cory’s grasp and began swaying her ample hips to imaginary music as she began running through the routine Kanika taught them earlier. When Cory had recovered, she grabbed a pair of pom-poms and joined in. The girls clustered around Sikandar, thrusting their diaper clad crotches into his face. He quickly freed his hard on from his pants and began to wank in earnest.
Cory slowly realized that all the boy’s attention was focused on her; for some reason, this made her feel a bit nauseous. When Surana noticed what was going on, she gave Cory a gentle shove and gave her brother a one-on-one performance. The cheer routine quickly devolved into a lewd lap dance. After a few minutes, Surana gave up all pretense, dropping to her knees, and taking her brother’s hard on into her mouth. As she blew him, she bore down with all her might and released an ear splitting blast of flatulence which was quickly replaced by the wet sound of her defecating. Apparently, she hadn’t fastened her diaper tight enough, because the thing suddenly dropped off of her, giving Cory(who had sat on the bed) a full view of Surana’s puckered pink bunghole squeezing out a long, sausage shaped mass of poo. It hit the floor and was quickly joined by another…and another!
“Oh my god…” Cory muttered. Surana beckoned the brunette nearer as she continued sucking off Sikandar. She knelt beside the blonde, who jerked her brother off while she whispered into Cory’s ear. “What?!?” She couldn’t believe what Surana was asking her to do, but she was incredibly turned on by the very notion of it. She took a deep breath, scooped some shit off the floor, and smeared it all over Sikandar’s manhood! His eyes were still fixed on Cory, and the queasy feeling returned to her stomach. Surana didn’t notice this time: she had resumed sucking her brother’s shit covered cock and was violently rubbing her cunny. Cory was similarly engaged, sitting on the arm of the chair Sikandar sat in and opening her diaper slightly so that he could see her pink folds. More than anything, it was the look in his eyes that was turning her on the most. “I’m gonna cum...I’m gonna cum…” she whispered while staring back at the boy. “AHHH…!”
The moment she orgasmed, Sikandar shut his eyes and fired his dick-load down his sister’s throat. Surana fell backwards on the floor and rubbed herself furiously. Cory dipped her bare foot in the poo on the floor and rubbed it all over Surana’s cunny—this made her cum instantly! She then stood up and kissed Cory while simultaneously spitting Sikandar’s cum into the brunette’s mouth! They passed the spunk back and forth between them before they each swallowed an equal amount of the salty fluid.
“Wow. That was…that was…Fuck!” Cory sighed blissfully and sank into the now empty chair. She hadn’t even seen Sikandar leave the room; she wished he hadn’t.
Surana, sitting by Cory’s feet, grabbed the brunette’s hand and sucked the poo and vagina juices off it. “Yeah, that was fucking epic! We better go get showered…Mama and my sisters’ll be home soon. As the two walked hand in hand to the bathroom, Cory saw Sikandar watching them from a slit in a door, which was presumably his bedroom. He winked at her and shut the door. When the sick feeling hit her again, she was quickly able to diagnose the illness that time; butterflies in the stomach, a common symptom of love sickness.
OMG, she thought. I think I may be falling for Sikandar!
Can't wait for your new material too!!!
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