She texted, “Hey Madhan, Don’t you want these? Don’t you want me? My college guys are crazy behind me, and you just ignore me.”
Vidya: I get so many text messages from a lot of guys. You still say you don’t want to have sex chat.
Vidya: I can fuck anyone. I have men following me. Don’t you want this? (She shared a pick with a finger pulling the T-shirt low, revealing her milky cleavage)
Vidya started calling me, but I couldn’t respond. She continuously kept on calling me. I answered. “Hey, Madhan, you are making me crazy.” I could sense wobbly talk and that she was high in the kick.
Vidya: I am Pagal and horny for you. You are in my thoughts. You are so disturbing.
I could hear her slurring words and knew she was drunk. I conveyed, “I cannot just sext. I don’t get satisfied virtually.” I frankly apprised her of my horniness and my needs too. She became silent, and I disconnected the call without further speaking. She typed something, texted me, and deleted it.
The next day. September 24: Early morning, she texted me, “I just noticed the texts. I am sorry I was high.”
Me: It’s okay, but do not share your hot pics like the one you shared with me with anyone else.
Vidya: Thank you for the concern.
I did care for her because she was a very innocent girl. Her bodily needs drive her crazy. She is not ready to cross the boundaries to fulfil her bodily needs. I respect her decisions.
September 23: Vidya had no sleep all night. She slept from 05 in the morning till 02 in the afternoon. She was very restless, and her body felt very warm. She lost all her focus. She found interest in nothing. She slept all day Sunday.
Vidya was so restless that she went for a drink on Monday night, all alone. After a few pegs, she texted me. She told, “I am sorry.”
Vidya: I have given a lot of thought, and I want you to fuck me.
Vidya: I will give my body to you.
Vidya: I don’t care, and I give up my idea of virginity to my husband.
Vidya: I want you to fuck me, fuck me like I am your bitch.
I saw all her messages and knew that she was speaking in the kick of alcohol. I finally texted her, “You are too pretty. I will fuck you all day and night until my dick gets sore.”
There was no response from her after my message. Stopped responding. I was pissed off that she initiated the texting, tempting me for sex and disappeared unannounced. I texted her, showing my anger, and our chat ended again.
(Reason for her being nonresponsive: She received a call from her father. Seeing the call, all her kicks evaporated. She suddenly jumped to reality. She cried, feeling guilty and left back to the hostel.)
A month later.
Vidya texted again, “I am fully drunk and out of control. Praveen, come and take me home, please. I am at –*******– Pub.” I saw the message and drove to the Pub at 10 at night. I texted her, “Where are you?” Vidya walked outside the Pub alone.
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