Uske habbi mere hubby ke cousin hai n bahut smart.Meri chhoti sis manjeet bhi dost jaisi thi.Mere pati n bahnoi dono fast frd hai aur jab milate hai d...inks lete hai mujhe aur manjit ko bhi kara dete hain jisase sharm khul jaati hai.Jiju mujh par aur ye manjit par crush rakhte hain drinks lene par khule aam kahate bhi hen.Jiju inse kahate hain bhai me to pammi par marta hun kabhi hamen bhi is rabdi ko chakhane do to ye kahate hain ki thik hai tum pammi ko hafte bhar rakho aur manjit ko jamanat. It hadn't hurt much, though, and then he'd straightened up and given Rick the black eye. I hugged him and said, "That was sweet, you standing up for me like that." "Well-l," Rick said, turning kind of red in the face, "That was the first time I ever thought about you and sex at the same time. I guess it made me realize that someday you were going to let somebody fuck you, and I was awfully jealous of whoever that might be." "Oh, Rick!" I said, smiling at him. Rick nodded his head. Whydon't you go upstairs and check-out your room while I'm gone. It's rightnext to Jessica's. Oh...and you will have to share a bathroom with her. Ihope you won't mind." "Sounds good, No, I won't mind at all." he said,"see you later." After Becky left Sam sat down at the table and sippedhis cold coffee, deep in thought.Nobody knew about this hidden side of him, nobody. It was one of the mainreasons he had tried to talk Becky out of this arrangement. But, perhaps,also the reason he finally. It didn't seem possible that someone soattractive could be so self-conscious, "you'll be fine. I'll bet they'rereally nice people."She had arrived at the house four years before, with Imogen in tow and abruised face. Helen, an old friend from school and a bloody goodhousekeeper, had suggested she come, telling her that Louis was a greatboss and that he might even let Imogen stay in the house too. Well, hecouldn't really say no, especially after he'd heard the stories abouther husband being.