A week before, while chit-chatting with Tuli, I casually touched upon a topic of the gratuitous or promiscuous part of the Holi fun, and noticed her interest in it. . And next moment his thick manhood or cock, without condom, entered Tulika with a slow but steady push, and went deeper and suddenly halted midway. He was savagely kneading her breasts, and her breasts proudly rebounded to his every squeeze, soft or harder, with all their solid firmness and resilience in arrogance of her prime youth. And unpacking a gulal-packet, I gave some dry gulal (vermilion of a type) to Tulika who zealously took to daubing the colour on Mirza’s face, and I too joined this wobbly spree. The view of Tulika’s saucy breasts turned Mirza agape in wonder and fascination. And since those days Tuli and Mirza have been closer buddies, — or, in other words, ours was sort of a trio; we chit-chatted together, moved together after college hours, or would spend time together in college canteen, or even when I used to take Tuli to Southern Lake Park — a popular ‘love-garden’ at Golpark area — to romance with my belle or girlfriend Tuli at sun-setting or early evening hours, we would sometimes take Mirza also alongwith, because generally Police used to disturb only the pairs sitting there in
