FRENCH KISS Episode 1

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After having the dinner, Liza became a little bit thirsty. Then we went to sit on the seats beside the road of Jax Cartier, near a shop. Many young and beautiful ladies were walking on the road by our side, shedding their smile and also their generosity. Liza drank two glasses of wine and I remained satisfied with the mocktail only.

After coming out from the shop we walked for sometime and then reached the field near by which was covered by green grass. We sat on the field. On the walls of a big building, the history of Montreal for a few years was looking like the cinema hall.

Through out the season is summer this is shown every day here. Many people were sitting or lying down on the grass in a scattered way and watching this. We two also sat down to watch it. We began to talk a little bit. Liza was sitting right beside me, very very close to me. Her body touched my body. I could hear the deep breath of hers.

Suddenly, Liza touched her lips with my lips. The matter did not seem to be sudden or un expected to me. I began to hug her. Then we began kissing each other. We had a fully filled deep kiss, the two of us embracing each other, full of passion. Liza's tongue touched my tongue. In a strange obsession, I started running my hands over Liza's whole body. Liza brought her mouth close to my ear and said," Do you want more of it? Then surely come to my room tonight for bed time exercise."

The history of Montreal ended finally. The lights of the city lit up. The both of us also returned to our respective hostel. On the way to return, Liza did not release my hand. There were fire works all over the sky in Montreal. The sky was a dazzling bright one because of the fire works. On the Wednesday of summer season, this type of thing is done in this city of Montreal.

I could not sleep when I lay on the bed that night in my room. Liza had called me for having some fun on bed but I was not feeling encouraged. In fact, I my self could not believe that only after knowing each other for a few days one could go to bed at night for some exercise.

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This story is about Liza, a French researcher and Devmit(or Dev in short), an Indian researcher. The story shares how the two met each other, their falling in love with each other and...

Finally what will happen to them?

To know more read the story that follows.

On seeing New York's subway for the first time, I was quite surprised. The metro station of Kolkata is much cleaner and tidier. I was about to cut the ticket at the Grand Central when I saw a train card kept near the machine. I raised it slightly a bit and looked around here and there. No one responded. At last an old wanderer came and said that the card was his. I gave the card away to him. I swiped the credit card of mine but it was not working at all. I have to travel to the Hudson River today to visit New York, and there is not much time left in my hand. I could clearly understand that my forehead was being filled with tiny droplets of sweat. I got down from San Diego to New York just this morning.

The old wanderer began to whisper to my ear, "Your card is not working. I will help you. You should also help me. I will help you to get into the train using my own card, you give me two dollars in return. "

I didn't agree with him. But helping me to enter the train using two dollars means that the card is definitely not his, because the fare of the train is more than two dollars.

When he saw that I did not agree with him, he told me, "Then simply give me two dollars. I have not eaten any thing since yesterday. And two dollars are nothing for you."

On one hand I am unable to get the ticket, on the other hand the old man is constantly nagging after me. I was irritated. So I gave away two dollars to him. He stood a little distance away from me in order to get someone else to catch.

On seeing that the credit card did not work, I swiped the debit card. Finally the debit card worked.

When all of a sudden I heard a lady's voice from behind.

I took the ticket and turn around but only to see a foreign lady.

She asked me, "Have you found out any ticket here? I think that I have left my ticket here by mistake."

I understood every thing that happened a few minutes ago. I called the old man. When he came, I told him directly," Give her ticket back to her."

The old man actes as if he had just fallen from the sky. "What ticket?", he asked.

I said, "The one that you said belonged to you and took it away from me - if you don't give I will surely call the police. You asked for two dollars and I have given them to you. Now return the ticket to this lady who is the rightful owner of the ticket. "

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After having the dinner, Liza became a little bit thirsty. Then we went to sit on the seats beside the road of Jax Cartier, near a shop. Many young and beautiful ladies were walking on the road by our side, shedding their smile and also their generosity. Liza drank two glasses of wine and I remained satisfied with the mocktail only.

After coming out from the shop we walked for sometime and then reached the field near by which was covered by green grass. We sat on the field. On the walls of a big building, the history of Montreal for a few years was looking like the cinema hall.

Through out the season is summer this is shown every day here. Many people were sitting or lying down on the grass in a scattered way and watching this. We two also sat down to watch it. We began to talk a little bit. Liza was sitting right beside me, very very close to me. Her body touched my body. I could hear the deep breath of hers.

Suddenly, Liza touched her lips with my lips. The matter did not seem to be sudden or un expected to me. I began to hug her. Then we began kissing each other. We had a fully filled deep kiss, the two of us embracing each other, full of passion. Liza's tongue touched my tongue. In a strange obsession, I started running my hands over Liza's whole body. Liza brought her mouth close to my ear and said," Do you want more of it? Then surely come to my room tonight for bed time exercise."

The history of Montreal ended finally. The lights of the city lit up. The both of us also returned to our respective hostel. On the way to return, Liza did not release my hand. There were fire works all over the sky in Montreal. The sky was a dazzling bright one because of the fire works. On the Wednesday of summer season, this type of thing is done in this city of Montreal.

I could not sleep when I lay on the bed that night in my room. Liza had called me for having some fun on bed but I was not feeling encouraged. In fact, I my self could not believe that only after knowing each other for a few days one could go to bed at night for some exercise.

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