Then I worked for a year and finally came back to take care of our family estates in Faridabad. My elder brother was happily settled in New Delhi with...his wife and daughter.My real mom stayed with my brother and used to teach at the local school near his apartment. I had always been in boarding school and was never too close to either of my parents. My dad wanted me to take over the family business so that he could retire in 10 years.So here I was after leaving London, alone, having broken up. Why? Because I had the luck of the devils this night, been to some underground clubs enjoying the vibrant underground scene, I was not much of a dancer, but Swedish girls loved to dance, and especially in those clubs with a throbbing base and colorful lights, making their blond hair and white teeth glow in the dark sweaty clubs. But why did this make me lucky? Han on, I will come to that.I splashed my face with cold water to bring me back from the slightly drunken haze, trying to focus, dried. The moment Sala and Jakal breached its borders, chaos erupted. As people ran about the Camp proclaiming their return, others streamed from dwellings and the Gathering Place, rushing forward and crowding around them. Virtually the entire Clan chattered at once. Because no one could hear their own words, they spoke ever louder until the air filled with a cacophony of voices. ‘Thank the Spirits, the Light-Eyed One has returned!’ ‘Sala, what happened?’ ‘Jakal, we have been so worried!’ ‘Have you. Without any further warning, he leaned his weight against my ass and his spear popped into my virgin chute, his big mushroom head invading my tight hole with an audible pop. I tried to wiggle forward away form the searing pain but I was trapped against the sofa. I started to scream, but the boarder dude grabbed one of my dirty socks off the sofa and shoved it into my mouth, holding the ends behind my head like a set of reins. "Don't be such a baby," he commanded, as he continued to apply.