I hope I did not wakeyou. Eggs OK for breakfast?" Peter called through the door."I will be out in a minute," Steffi squeaked guiltily suddenlyremember...ng him telling her not to play with herself. "I am heading forthe shower. Eggs are fine." It took her longer than she expected. Thelong blonde hair hanging down her back would never have dried if she hadnot found a brush and hair dryer.As Steffi stepped out into the kitchen the doorbell rang. Peter noddedtowards a door while he juggling plates. In comparison, Shankar was rather short, darker and had put a few extra pounds. With a clean-shaven face and expensive gadgets, he was a cool guy among the women. Sreejona and Neha were busy in preparing the bed, with guys overlooking their lusty bodies. Neha was an extremely slim woman of about twenty-one years. She was fair, short and had long, curled at ends kind of hair. Her face was small but very cute. She had petite breasts and when she bent over to place the soft pillows, Bikash could. The chat room erupted into another frenzy. All shouting commands and suggestions. One jumped out at him. Video tape it. Record it. And show them. He looked down her body. So perfect. And as guilty as he felt, he knew he would never see this perfect body again. Without a second thought he reaches forward and hits the record button on the web cam, then minimizes the chat windows. He knew they were all patching in to the cam. He new it was an open invite. He knew they chat room was probably going. On those nights he would lie in the dark next to her and find that all he could focus on was the numbness moving from his shoulder to his fingertips. He'd lie next to her and wonder how it would be if he'd never met her. If he'd never fallen so hard for her charms. If her laugh had never drifted into his soul and sent roots so deep into him that the thought of being without her, the thought of losing her was physically painful. He'd wonder if perhaps he wouldn't be better off without her. He.