I was transforming into a bad boy from the so called sober, emotional good boy next door. Staying with around 2 other crazy guys who have seen it all ...nd done it all kinds even I started flirting around with call center girls calling up forLoans and credit cards. But then somehow it never worked. I got promoted and now I was involved in recruiting new people for the company. I was involved in Technical interviews. I am not a very good writer myself but then I am just giving a try . hope u r not. Katha bolte bolte ma hanpiye uthten, gola kenpe jeto.Faach faach awaz ar babar jore niswas er awaz shunte petam.Bujhtam baba ma ke dhokacchen ar ma ke unie phone korte boelolchhen jate ami garam hoi.Ekdin kotha bolte bolte mar gala gharghar kore pray bandho hoye gelo.Ami sarasari jigges korlam baba tomar jonite birjo dhalchen tai na? Maa henshe phellen, ami phone ta rekhe dilam ar masterbate korlam.Phire ese baba bollen parer din sakale tini amake niye berate jete chan, ma ke agei dokane. I pulled him and hugged. Okay, dad, leave it now. What we have, we have to deal with it. Cursing himself and regretting over the past will not help. Dad was sobbing over my shoulder. I unfurled my hand over his head. He hugged me tight and I felt some unusual touching. But I was just like a statue. I separated myself and said, I am also working and contribute to the household. But he did not speak and lay down.I had dinner and thinking about the situation we had. I was sleeping but suddenly I. Cara’s hands were busy, caressing curves, pulling things apart, fondling and stroking. Amelia started jerking her hips in spasms and I could see her nipples rigidly excited. Amelia started crying out in little girl noises, and then in an instant her hips jerked hard and Amelia wailed loudly “Oh…Oh.” I knew that she had just come hard. The two women shifted so that they could kiss lightly while they caught their breath. Cara looked at me from underneath Amelia’s tight white thigh, “Why don’t you.