A woman leans over me. She’s the source of the vanilla perfume. She’s dressed in white scrubs, and a stethoscope hangs around her neck. “I know ...ou feel wretched,” she says softly. “Try to stay calm until the meds you took work their way out of your system.”“What meds? I didn’t...” But I did. I took the meds the government gave me as directed. What were they?The woman gives me an understanding nod and wipes my face with a damp cloth. “You had quite a cocktail in your system, judging by what we. Do you think you could manage that? Oris even that too much for you?"I didn't respond. My eyes were on the verge of tears and my voice wouldhave betrayed me. I ran up to my room and slammed the door. Throwingmyself on my bed I began sobbing. I pulled the pillow over my head soshe wouldn't hear me. I didn't know that woman downstairs. My motherwould never hurt me like that, and take such obvious pleasure in it.After exhausting my supply of outrage and hurt, sleep overcame me and Ibegan to dream.. Pete must have looked too, because he laughed and said, Nice tool kid, youll get to use it in a minute. With that he pulled out his own, shorter and fatter, and without hesitation shoved it past my lips. He didnt seem to mind that it scraped my teeth on the way in, just forced it over my tongue, smothering my shocked oh and making me gag a little. I didnt like the taste of him, I didnt like him using me like this, I didnt like him. But none of that stopped me from taking up a rhythm, sucking at. Praveena was standing at the kitchen counter, while he entered in the kitchen to get water from the refrigerator. Praveena was wearing cotton Salwar and shirt with white shameez underneath. She was not wearing any bra and her beautiful boobs were jiggling due to her movements. Praveena immediately came in front of him and embraced Kabeer. He felt her body mashing with his body. His already hard cock was hitting her pussy. Very slowly, she moaned, “uuuummmm.” Then she started moving her pussy up.