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Hello folks, I am a 28-year-old girl running a business from Kochi, Kerala. My name for you Wankers is let's say, Geeta. I run a business here with my 2 other partners, a small digital marketing company. My partner's names are Mita and Rita.

Well, they are not just business partners, but you will come to know what kind of partnership we are running. Before I get into the business at Kochi let me backtrack. Don't worry about our figure and all. Let's start from the beginning.

I, Mita and Rita were childhood friends studying in the same school in the small town. Well, we had just turned 18 and you know our right places were getting bigger except for me. I was still flat-chested then not now!

The schools in the town in north India did not have much, we all used to sit on the floor. During the cold winter months, we used to huddle together to feel warm in the classroom.

On one such cold winter day, I forgot to get my gloves. We were writing notes given by the biology teacher. My hands were feeling very cold, I asked Rita if I could keep my one hand under her skirt so that it could be warm. She is my friend so she obviously approved.

I slowly slipped my hand into the skirt and placed my hand near the calf region, well since the calf was near the floor, my hand remained cold, I slowly shifted my hand near the knee, and now it was feeling better.

I needed to warm my hand so I started rubbing my hand onto her thigh and the knee, off course slowly because I could not make sudden movements and let the biology teacher see it.

As my hand was rubbing her thigh, the hand sensed heat further higher on the thigh. I did not notice Rita's face because I was busy focusing on writing my notes and keeping my hand warm. My hand automatically shifted towards the source of heat in the greed of warmth.

Oh wow, my hand reached a very soft fabric which had all the heat.

In my greed, I started rubbing the small triangle of fabric up and down and sometimes just keeping my entire palm on it to feel hot. The middle finger rested on the slit which was really hot by the rubbing.

Mita suddenly elbowed me and whispered in my ears; "I think Rita is not feeling well."

I looked at Rita's face, her eyes were half closed and her mouth open - gasping for air.

I became concerned and started pulling my hand back from the triangle fabric to ask her what was happening. While I was pulling my hand, her legs just clenched my hand tight and didn't let go.

I didn't want to create a scene, so I continued to keep my hand. Suddenly I felt a warm wetness on my hand and her thighs let go of my hand. I did not understand what had happened, but Rita was glowing and now the heat was coming out of her body.

Rita smiled at me. Mita also felt the glow and warmth from far.

Mita was not wearing heavy winter clothing, after feeling the warmth I had created for Rita.

Mita came near my ear and slowly whispered in a warm moist breath to give the same treatment to her for warmth. At that moment I wanted to feel the tip of her tongue near back of my ear.

Well, by this time I had taken my hand out of the oven, and it was feeling cold. I thought what the heck, why not? I shifted my hand to Mita's skirt this time.

The same drill cold hand on her calf region, slowly shifting to the knee and the thigh and from the thigh to the cheap cotton triangle fabric. I rubbed on the rough fabric up and down. This time Rita was in her senses, and she elbowed me smirking.

I looked at Mita's face and she was also eyes half closed mouth open seeming like she was going to get fits. Mita's slit was slightly different she even had a small hump on top of her slit - kind of a button. As my palm moved up and down the fabric, my middle finger sometimes used to rub the hump firmly.

In one of these movements, Mita suddenly shrieked with warm liquid flowing and fell on the floor gasping for air. The whole class was looking, I had managed to pull my hand by the time she fell on the floor. She grasped for air two or three times screaming and sat up. She also had an ethereal glow and warmth.

The teacher asked - "What happened?"

Mita was in a delusional state and was not in a state to answer. I was on a guilt trip and could not answer. Rita was anyway the smarter one and had already finished her tripping session.

She stood and answered "Mita does gets fits sometimes and this may just be a trigger of some sort due to the cold."

The teacher asked Mita if she wanted to go home.

She said - "Yes".

The teacher asked me and Rita to accompany her home.

We took our stuff and started walking slowly outside the class with me and Rita supporting Mita on either side. Mita still had not come to her full senses until we left the school complex.

We started walking home and planned to stop at our regular haunt in the field. A dilapidated house where farmers used to keep hay and other small stuff. We had not spoken for the last half hour.

Once we reached the hut, Rita suddenly kissed me on the lip and somehow, I opened my mouth. The total feeling of warmth in the cold winter our tongues intermingling in hot saliva, and my head becoming light was awesome.

We broke up when Mita pulled us apart. Mita looked at us both, not looking but staring. No words were coming out for any of us. We had discovered something wonderful that day. We didn't know what!

Will continue in the next part - our journey to home, our computer course and our business. Meanwhile, you can send your comments and love.