He argued the issue no more and tried the best he could to sing the song as Matt meant it to be sung. The problem was, Jake had never really listened ...o rap music and had never picked up on the nuances of conveying the proper emotion with his voice in that style. He tried the best he could but he just couldn't pull it off. It would only sound like what it was — Jake Kingsley shouting out lyrics instead of singing them. It got to the point where Matt was accusing him of deliberate sabotage."All. She smiled at me and asked “Why are you looking so curiously at me, Raj?” “No, it’s nothing, Remya Auntie”, I replied. Then she brought tea and biscuits to the sitting room and we both sat down there. Remya told me that she was watching an interesting movie. “ I always watch that when I am bored” she said. “What’s the name of it?” I asked her. “It’s a secret my boy” was her answer. After some chit chat Remya Auntie told me to wait there and she went to have a bath. I was alone in the sitting. And as I was being moved, my sister let me know in no uncertain terms that the primary reason that she and Sam were here was because they intended to take care of me, even after I left the hospital, until I was able to get up and around, back on my own two feet. ‘Oh no,’ I teased, ‘That means I have to listen to you two nag me for the next two and a half months.’ ‘Oh shut up,’ Megan laughed, ‘You big baby.’ ‘That’s right, Uncle Bryan,’ Sam giggled, ‘You better stop your whining before I tickle. Then I started crying again and couldnt stop.She pulled me closer,my head resting on her boobs till I calmed down.When I calmed down,she said "damn",loudly.I said whats wrong.She said I had smudged lipstick and make up on her top,but that she had borrowed it from a neighbour.She told me to grab some soap ,and started filling the sink with hot water.Then she suddenly lifted her top over her head,revealing that she had no bra on.I couldnt help staring.My tits were pretty good,I was only 21.But.