"Yeah, right. What do you have on him?" I asked, not accepting that what he'd said could be the whole story."Nothing, this isn't blackmail or anything..." he shrugged. "He just likes BBC." What is BBC?" I asked, his using that acronym twice now."Big black cock," he explained."That's ridiculous," I said, no way would anyone's race matter in my son's sex life, whether he was willing or not. There were bigots in the world, but jocks are seldom among them: if they were, teamwork would suffer and we'd. M har roz din me kam se kam 3 ya 4 baar fingering karti thi. usse kuch der fyda hota per kuch time baad fir se aag lagne lagti. mere pati dwai le rahe the per usse kuch fyda nhi ho raha tha.M bas is sabko meri kismet maan kar chal rahi thi. ek din mere pati ne kaha. jaan is baar wo gunde sirf 2 hi hai. m soch raha tha ki unki party ghar per bula kar hi kar dete hai. 14,15 hazar bach jayenge. tum jitni man kare utni shoping karna. mene khus hote hue kaha sach. to pari bole sachi. bas khana testy. Tiffany screamed. She started to run towards her, but Gina grabbed some shoe polish and chucked it at her dress. The black shoe polish covered the front of Tiffany's white gown. "Trust me, you actually look better that way," Gina remarked. "That's it!" she growled. "You're dead, Matthews! You hear me? Dead!" At that moment, Josh's bodyguards arrived. They grabbed Tiffany and escorted her out of the house. Josh walked back into the lounge as the bodyguards departed with Tiffany. "You okay?". ."It's nothing to be ashamed of," Priya laughs. "You're thirteen now, Imean, I'M thirteen and I have a boyfriend..." Who you're never even so much as kissed!" Suriya teases her sister."I'm playing hard to get," Priya says, sticking her tongue out at thegiggling Suriya. The conversation quickly descends into a discussionabout boys- Priya's boyfriend, Phil- 'my boyfriend- and all the variouscute and popular boys in years 8 and 9 at our school. Even thoughgrandma isn't here, at 5pmthe six of us.