Prachi mirror ke saamne khadi thi, apne blouse ki dori bandhne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin baar baar fail ho rahi thi. Uski peeth adhi nangi thi, aur ek halka sa nervousness uske chehre pe tha.
Tabhi Rahul doorway pe khada ho gaya, aankhon mein ek naughty si chamak. “Bhabhi… help chahiye?” uski awaaz mein shararat thi.
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