To be frank, part of me wondered if Jill was some kind of toxic, self-destructive habit that might feel good at the moment, but caused suffering later... It wasn’t that she was bi. So was Consuela. It wasn’t that she was polyamorous to say the least. Again, so were Consuela, myself, and by now perhaps even Karen. It was that she was a hothead with serious issues controlling her rage and other impulses at times. She could be perfectly normal one minute, and then crazy as fuck the next. I began. Woh college jane ki tyari mein tha.To woh ghar se college ke liye nikla par college bunk kar ke bhabhi ke ghar aa gaya. Hum dono gate ke bahar the. Maine bhabhi ko phone kiya aur bhabhi ne aa ke gate khol diya. Bhabhi ne white colour ka salwar suit pehna tha. Full make up kar ke tayyar thi. Bhabhi ne niche high heels bhi pehni thi.Hum dono ander gaye aur gate band kar diya. Bhabhi ne Arsh ko apne gal se lagaya. Waise to bhabhi ki height 5.6 thi aur Arsh ki 5.11 par heels ke karan dono ka jyada. He hit with no more force than if he had originally jumped to the ground from that few inches of height, so he was not jarred by the impact. Bobby detected somebody leaning out the window, trying to see if there was anyone out there, hanging on the wall or something. Bobby scrunched harder against the wall and waited to see what might happen.He directed his attention back to the room that he had just jumped from to try to read some minds and find out what was going on. Some idiot asked Iris,. I can't wait.That evening passes as a blur, we eat we make love, we talk, we make love, we open more wine and we try to make love but I think we must have both been so knackered that we must have just fallen asleep cuddling each other.I wake to the sound of bird call, it's just starting to get light. I'm cuddled in behind you which is the exact position we were in when we eventually fell asleep. We had talked for a long time after we made love, in fact a lot of the conversation was about how.