How I met my girlfriends series: Mansi
Okay so this story is as short, juicy, sweet and ticklish as Mansi. Let's pickup from the hostel that Vishva and I were forced to live in. So we moved in--third floor, room no. 307. Each room had four beds labelled A, B, C, and D. I claimed Bed-A, naturally(It was tucked into the corner which put me right next to Vishva' s bed okay and damnn she's a rough and tough women, so full protection). Vishva chose B while Bed-D was occupied by some girl before we moved in and C awaited its new lady. All four beds faced each other in a neat AB || CD formation and there were four separate wardrobes for all four of us, one joint bathroom by the entrance, a big mirror to the left of it. My most favorite spot in the room had to be the bae window--a really small space, just enough to let in some light and fresh air. Day 1, Vishva, the Bed-D girl(so hawt. thick brows and thick thighs man!!! Me likey.) and I got into talking to know each other better as we had accepted our fate. Soon after ...