One day while talking to her the topic came on sex. She asked me “Armaan to how many girls have you fucked till now??” I was surprised with this q...estion & I said “bhabhi 2-3 Girls only..”She smiled and said ” Only!! 2-3 girls. How many more you want to fuck??” I said with a naughty smile” The lady whom i want to fuck the most in my life have not given me any chance..” She said ” And may i know who is she??” I said ” when the time comes You will know..” I didn’t want to miss that chance so i. She love the chilli too.It was a long drive (I actually drove slow) and along the way, we talk about her trip back and how she had to settle her family problem after her father pass away, especially she is very attached to her father. Tears was found on her eyes, so I quickly change the subject and did a great move by poking a finger onto her torso, tickling her. That broke the moody ambience and we joke on it while my hand found the way, resting on her thigh, which she didn’t object. That’s my. By then, we were hungry. We sat down to eat. It was, of course, leftovers from Thanksgiving dinner. We would have more Saturday when they would celebrate again with us.After supper, Jimmy and Aaron left separately. It appeared that both had dates. We stayed at the house with Agnes’ parents. Agnes and her mother went over a few more things for the wedding though were only confirming what they had already decided. It was late when her brothers returned and we all went to bed. About twenty minutes. I worked my way irregularly through side streets that would confuse them, making her take swallows of vodka every minute or two. She wasn’t showing signs of intoxication, but I knew that she would be facing Sunday morning plenty drunk. I wondered if she would try to go to church in this state! I splashed some vodka on her dress, so she would smell good and boozy. A drunk girl lacks credibility. I drove on back roads to Webley Street, located the health clinic he had described—I.