After lunch, I was intentionally talking to Minal more and more so that Ritu can see and feel jealous.I was unnecessarily laughing loudly so that I ca... grab the attention of Ritu. She was watching us from the corner of her eyes. Whatever work she was doing that she was not concentrating and keeping her attention on me. After some time, she came to us and sat beside me.Minal and I were stopped talking by seeing her. This silence triggered some thoughts in Ritu’s mind.Ritu: What are you. I was born in a middle-class family and my family consisted of my father – a government employee, my mother, a housewife, my older brother and then me, the youngest in the house. I lived in M.P and studied there till my 12th class. I was an above average student in my class and was considered to be well mannered and a good student in by the teachers.After completing my 12th in 2013 march I went to Kota for the preparation of engineering entrance exams. In Kota, I used to live in P.G as I was. The shirt and the sneaking around made me wet and horny and miss the boys even more. While I was packing my suitcase the night before our flight, Rodney sent a message in the group chat. "Hey Nina, have you packed your panties yet?" Not yet", I replied."Good. Don't pack 'em. You're not going to be needing them." The other boys sent messages agreeing with Rodney.I smiled and bit my lower lip as I replied, "Sure thing. If that's what you boys want, then no panties." I guess they want complete and. “That’s what you got.” “Yeah but bimbos, not a fucking half man half woman, you stupid fucker.” “She’s a bimbo and she’s built, you said big.” “Yeah but for fucks sake look at her. Big is beautiful, not fucking arms and legs like a fucking navvy you Irish imbecile,” screeched Giovanni.They stared at the two girls bound, gagged and blindfolded on a sofa in Modena Italy. The pretty bimbo, with shoulder length bleach blonde curly hair, who was short and very shapely, dressed in a tight white, low.