Have you?" What? Have I what?" Have you thought about it? You know, with your brother? I mean, do you think there are brothers and sisters who actuall... fuck each other?" Kristi moved to speak, but Taylor continued on. "I don't know if I could do it, Kristi. I mean, you know? It's mybrother. Of course, you know what it's like." I know what what's like, Taylor?"To be with him ... to fuck him." To be with who, Taylor? To fuck who?" Tommy, duh. Who'd you think I meant?" Oh, no. That's what I. Two guys got out. One of them saw me and said, "oh look Steve she's beautiful, and what is your name."I replied, "I'm Kelly, sir."The other one started to laugh but the look that was thrown his way quickly silenced him. "I'm a Madame, not a sir, my name is Marcy Rhoades and this man is my husband, Steve," she said a bit icy."Sorry... (but you have no boobs)," I said, the latter part was under my breath. After all I wanted to get at least one meal out of them per week.When I was returning home. Lokesh told me to take it. While serving me coffee, I could notice a weird naughty smile in Savita. She handed me the coffee and immediately walked away to the kitchen. After I was done, Lokesh said, “It is all going to be fine. Just relax.”He insisted on going to the room. While walking he told Savita, “I’ll go first and you come later,” to which she never replied. We went into his room and I insisted on having the door shut as if I felt a bit shy. I told him to remove his lungi and t-shirt. When she was ready, she called me to her room. She was wearing a light pink saree. She had her silky hair let loose. It was falling on one side of her body. She wasn’t wearing any jewels.Me: Why are you just wearing a saree?Didi: I am not going to a fashion show. And he has to like me, not my accessories.Me: That doesn’t mean my sister has to look even fabulous.Didi: I am not going to listen to you.I thought I should use this opportunity and try my luck because if everything goes well, I might.