I am going to write down a story which is partly fiction and party reality.Some extra spices have been added just to make the story more interesting.During the course of the story I am going to call people with fictitious names in order to keep their identities safe,though half of the story is not real,still.That's how it's going to be.
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I will complete the story in parts,as I don't have much time to write.
PART ONE - The Origin
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I come from a small town in Punjab.Ever since I was in school,all I dreamt about was modelling and probably making my way into the film industry.I knew it was not going to be easy but I felt determined.The mirror lies some people say,but you can't tell that to a young girl.I always thought I was very beautiful.I got the attention of all the boys in school and in my college days.When I could not control my desire anymore,I thought I would simply give it a shot on my own.I didn't want my parents to know anything about my dreams,because they never would have approved.
In my second year in college,I met this girl who was like the symbol of coolness in the college campus.She was also know as the college slut,for she used to roam around with guys whom nobody seemed to know anything about,and trust me there were a lot of guys she used to hang around with.Her name was Arpita and within days we were the best friends.I lied a lot at home,about study classes and lectures which I never went to.I spent all my money on shopping and in maintaining my looks.Let me describe myself better.My name is Neeru and I am 5'7".I am fair in color like most Indian punjabi girls and I had a nice figure of 34-26-34 at that time.That was actually 6 years ago.Even today I have an excellent figure but that was my prime.
Along with Arpita,I went out with a lot of boys and I liked the fact that we girls never had to pay.I knew that my friend used to fuck around with some of those boys,but when it came to me,she was like a protective elder sister to me.She was 3 years older than me.She made sure nobody had an opportunity to screw me even when she was not around me.She told me frankly that the day I felt I was game for things like that,there was no one to stop me,but until then I was under her protection.She was moody and not many people dared to oppose or object her.Her dad was a high rank officer and she had serious family issues.As for me,I obviously felt aroused by so many guys around who seemed hot to me,but I had a thing in mind that I was a girl who was not going to give it to just anyone.I wanted someone special.Within a year,being with Arpita I had come across few guys who seemed right for me,and I did not stop myself from making out with them.With time I got to know there was no Mr. Perfect and it was all a ball game of fucking with no end.When my final year was about to end,I told my parents about this internship job that was being given to few students and we would get to stay in Chandigarh for a week,all expense paid from this company who may hire us later.Of course it was a lie.My dad never wanted to let me go,but I convinced him in the end.Fortunately, they trusted me enough to never come and check things at my college.I was the younger kid out of two.My elder brother who was almost 8 years older had got a job in UAE and I had a gala time of my own.I love my parents.They trust me into anything I tell them.
Coming back to the story,Arpita was the one who had arranged for our outing.Actually we both wanted to be models,but we both agreed that I was the prettier one.She was darker in color,and had this sexy appeal around her.She knew her priorities.In later years she told me,that she always knew that modelling and fashion industry would not be easy for girls with no background in the industry.She knew what her power lied in her sex appeal and the fact that she was ready to compromise.She used to tell me that I didn't had to take a job unless I was 100% sure.I felt I would leave it to the moment.I had this excitement bug in me,which if tickled enough,I would go for anything.I didn't knew what my life was going to be in future.At that time,it was one step at a time for us both.
Arpita knew this guy,Mahesh who was a college stud.Rich parents with plenty of influence and with that he got away with most things in life.She had asked him to check out for modelling assignments where we two girls could get a breakthrough.He had this family friend in Chandigarh and he told us that he would take us there and arrange for everything and would be back to get us back in a week's time.This place was a farmhouse famous for major shooting campaigns in the Punjab circle.For me and Arpita,it was a dream that we were desperate to go through.
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More later.Enjoy Reading.
Rate the tread and leave your comments.
I will complete the story in parts,as I don't have much time to write.
PART ONE - The Origin
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I come from a small town in Punjab.Ever since I was in school,all I dreamt about was modelling and probably making my way into the film industry.I knew it was not going to be easy but I felt determined.The mirror lies some people say,but you can't tell that to a young girl.I always thought I was very beautiful.I got the attention of all the boys in school and in my college days.When I could not control my desire anymore,I thought I would simply give it a shot on my own.I didn't want my parents to know anything about my dreams,because they never would have approved.
In my second year in college,I met this girl who was like the symbol of coolness in the college campus.She was also know as the college slut,for she used to roam around with guys whom nobody seemed to know anything about,and trust me there were a lot of guys she used to hang around with.Her name was Arpita and within days we were the best friends.I lied a lot at home,about study classes and lectures which I never went to.I spent all my money on shopping and in maintaining my looks.Let me describe myself better.My name is Neeru and I am 5'7".I am fair in color like most Indian punjabi girls and I had a nice figure of 34-26-34 at that time.That was actually 6 years ago.Even today I have an excellent figure but that was my prime.
Along with Arpita,I went out with a lot of boys and I liked the fact that we girls never had to pay.I knew that my friend used to fuck around with some of those boys,but when it came to me,she was like a protective elder sister to me.She was 3 years older than me.She made sure nobody had an opportunity to screw me even when she was not around me.She told me frankly that the day I felt I was game for things like that,there was no one to stop me,but until then I was under her protection.She was moody and not many people dared to oppose or object her.Her dad was a high rank officer and she had serious family issues.As for me,I obviously felt aroused by so many guys around who seemed hot to me,but I had a thing in mind that I was a girl who was not going to give it to just anyone.I wanted someone special.Within a year,being with Arpita I had come across few guys who seemed right for me,and I did not stop myself from making out with them.With time I got to know there was no Mr. Perfect and it was all a ball game of fucking with no end.When my final year was about to end,I told my parents about this internship job that was being given to few students and we would get to stay in Chandigarh for a week,all expense paid from this company who may hire us later.Of course it was a lie.My dad never wanted to let me go,but I convinced him in the end.Fortunately, they trusted me enough to never come and check things at my college.I was the younger kid out of two.My elder brother who was almost 8 years older had got a job in UAE and I had a gala time of my own.I love my parents.They trust me into anything I tell them.
Coming back to the story,Arpita was the one who had arranged for our outing.Actually we both wanted to be models,but we both agreed that I was the prettier one.She was darker in color,and had this sexy appeal around her.She knew her priorities.In later years she told me,that she always knew that modelling and fashion industry would not be easy for girls with no background in the industry.She knew what her power lied in her sex appeal and the fact that she was ready to compromise.She used to tell me that I didn't had to take a job unless I was 100% sure.I felt I would leave it to the moment.I had this excitement bug in me,which if tickled enough,I would go for anything.I didn't knew what my life was going to be in future.At that time,it was one step at a time for us both.
Arpita knew this guy,Mahesh who was a college stud.Rich parents with plenty of influence and with that he got away with most things in life.She had asked him to check out for modelling assignments where we two girls could get a breakthrough.He had this family friend in Chandigarh and he told us that he would take us there and arrange for everything and would be back to get us back in a week's time.This place was a farmhouse famous for major shooting campaigns in the Punjab circle.For me and Arpita,it was a dream that we were desperate to go through.
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More later.Enjoy Reading.