Iss baar maine jeans pehen li aur t-shirt tha hi. Darte darte main 1st floor pe aa gaya, aur dheere se bell bajayi. Dophar ke 2.30 baj rahe the, maine...socha doctor so rahi honge. To ye bahaana main ghar pe jaa kar bataunga, agar 2 minute mein darwaza nahi khula to.Main ab wapas jane hi wala tha, tabhi andar se darwaze ki kundi khulne ki awaz aayi. Main darr ke maare neeche muh kar ke khadaa tha. Unhone mujhe dekhte hi muskura kar hello kaha.Me – Sorry, aapko is time disturb kar raha hu. Mera ye. A powerful scent of wet stone and rotting wood lingers in the air. The flickering candle is just bright enough to illuminate the first and last few steps around you, before blackness creeps in and consumes everything. Suddenly, a noise makes you stop dead in your tracks. At first, you only hear your own breathing and the soft, distant sounds of dripping water. But then there's something else -- the faint, muffled cries of a human being, looming up the winding stairwell. Then it stops. Could. “You have no idea. But Daddy gets to enjoy me tonight. It’s his house.” I slid past my brother, rubbing my youthful tits on his muscular chest. “You’ll just have to use your hand to take care of yourself tonight. But you can think of me.”He smacked my ass. I shuddered, the pain stinging my rump.I felt like such a whore as I sauntered down the hallway, both my brothers’ eyes on my flesh. I winked at Jalal as I passed him, letting my hand rub across the front of his flannel PJs, feeling his hard. I can't believe you just put your hands on a woman. I’m going to call the police. No, I'm going to call Paul." Paul was her older Brother, my Uncle. "He is going to fuck you up. Get out of my house," Mom yelled at the top of her lungs. I wouldn’t be shocked if everyone in the neighborhood heard her. Dad stood his ground and refused to go anywhere. "I'm not going anywhere. I pay the damn bills in this house. You can get the fuck out, but I'm not moving," he said firmly. Mom looked at me and.