To yusuf ne mujey sari gatna batai aur mene yusuf ko apne ghar le aya aurapne laptop per mene desi stories ki kuch site dhikai aur kaha iss jindagi me...saab kuch jhayaz hai jaisa tum sochte waisa nahi hota baalki ulta hota hai. Mene kaha bepositive saab kuch thik ho jayega. Me teri story ko bhi me likh kar saari duniya ko bataungaa ki meri dost ki wife jho ki ek dham sidhi sadhi thi lekin apne hi pati ke abba ke sath me bister garam karti hai. Aur mene yusuf ko ghar perchod diya aur bola apni. On the first day when I was alone my friend rang me and asked me whether I could come to his house. Since my parents were not at home I had no problem with that and I went to his house. When I reached his house he said no one was at his home except (rohith). After having a small time chatting with him I asked him whether he could show me some nude pics of girls which he always told about earlier.He said yes and opened his computer and went to some porn sites. I was so excited to see a girl nude. Monique was stunned by the quality of the food my brother produced and equally stunned when she found out that I usually liked to help around the kitchen. She soon was a regular participant in helping; especially as neighbors took to asking Jason to cook for barbeques and parties.With Monique as my best friend, the last three years have seemed to fly by. Jason continued to watch over me, and did everything from offer good advice, to sitting patiently and editing English papers I wrote for. She jumped up and I ran to my room and shut the door.I quickly grabbed a book and laid on my bed. A moment later I heard a knock on the door."Hello? Are you in there?" she whispered."Yes." I stuttered back.The door slowly opened and she walked in, her body graced by a shear robe. "You must be Patrick. I'm Amanda, Melanie's step mother." she introduced."Hi. Thank you for letting me stay here. I thought you were in Europe." I said."Well, I was suppose to be, but the idea of spending three weeks.