Slice of Life: A Collection of Micro tales

Oyhoy... Jaaneman...!

She was out in a dark night; alone. As she called to inform his boyfriend to pick her up, mobile got switched off. Dark night and silent road seemed more petrifying when dog howled. She was shivered as cold wind slithered on her bare sleeveless arms. Suddenly a bike rushed behind her and tires screeched next to her.

"Oyhoy... jaaneman..." voice came out from helmet.

She gritted teeth and rise up her iron fist...

"Hey...hey wait... it's me... Nitin... I-I was just ki-kidding" boyfriend got scared by her unanticipated sudden attack.

"Oh! Then why the hell did you call me that?" said furiously.

"That's what I use to call you..." he chuckled.

"One day na... you'll surely be knockout by my fist if you'd do this again, I'm telling you Nitin..." she warned him as she sat behind him.

She wrapped her hands against his abs and situated her plump chest on his back. Warmness surged between the gap and gradually erogenous stimulated in veins as cortisol released.

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Last line only biology students will understand...

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