Not the city, but not the country either. Just a town. A neighborhood say. Okay, that should be enough. So we’ll start this story through Natalie’... eyes in the last class of school………………………………………………………………………………………. “Natalie Koosher!” Mr. Edwards shouted at the top of his lungs. I jump in my seat, snapping to attention. The science teacher glares at me through his wide-rimmed glasses. His sad-looking comb-over is slightly askew and his checkered button down shirt hangs half tucked in, half. Bhabhi-ooo yaa ooo yaaa ooo yaaa…Takiya bahut badhiya lga diye yaar… Yaar ye style mast hai..Yaar..Tum yaar apni chudai ka phon se video bnana..Main dekhungi ki meri chudai tum kaise krte ho?Raj-movie bnau kya?Main lata hun phone….Bhabhi-ruko yaar..Jana mat bahut maza aa raha hai…Chodte raho…Main to tumhare niche ghus kr chuda rahi hun.Ab roj hi tumhi se chudaungi yaar…Aaah..Aaahh..O..Ooo maza aa raha hai…. Takiya lga kr to roj chudaugi…Ladki k uper chadh kr koi chode to maza aata. “There now, we’ll be comfy cozy,” she smiled covering them with the blanket and patting his right leg.Susan unbuttoned her winter coat, spreading the material to each side. When Brad wasn’t looking she unfastened two buttons on her top. She purposely didn’t wear a bra and leaning a certain way would give him a view of her bare left nipple.“Cheers,” she offered, holding her coffee cup to meet Brad’s cup.“Cheers,” he replied and his eyes were drawn to the deep opening of her top. She adjusted her. ‘Aye.’ Syeira picked up the bottle of wine that she had prepared a few hours before their father’s ceremony had started. She poured a generous amount into Rawnie’s glass, handing it to her before pouring her own. They both worried their bottom lips with their teeth before closing their eyes, saying a mental prayer and downing the amber liquid. The sweet pungent taste rested on their tongues, they smiled knowingly at one another while Rawnie refilled the cups. Soon the bottle was empty, its.