I am introducing them to my husband so that the security guard tells him that it was a family friend (winked).We gossiped a few more minutes about her...raunchy affairs and then settled down for the dinner event. At the dinner table, which was arranged as per the family headcount, my husband and I sat face to face. By then, he had become so horny that he started lifting my lehenga with his shoes under the table.Me: Stop that! We’ll do it at home.Shambhu: No way, baby! I know your plan. You want. ‘What’s your name, punk?’ My bravery building, I responded, ‘This one is Creekmount High School Student 623236, Senior Class Treasurer. And who are you?’ ‘Arrogant punk…I said your name, none of this title shit!’ ‘It’s customary to give one’s name before asking another’s.’ ‘You can just call me Matthew for now,’ he said. ‘This one’s Mark, and that one’s Luke, and he’s John.’ The man with the beard, the one they called Mark piped in, ‘They’re not our real names you see. They’re the names of–‘. Ms. Bright could see all these things, she was sure. Ms Bright, for her part, had a finger in her mouth from licking her boss’s cum off of her tits. “Shit.” Thought Nalani.Ms. Bright’s look was cold, disdainful and menacing.Panicking, Nalani backed away from the door, looked around, put the contract on Ms. Bright’s desk and almost ran back to her own reception desk. Her mind was racing:“Fuck. This explains it. Ms. Bright is fucking Mr. Sloane. That’s why she’s so cold to me. She sees me as. Somehow the conversation turned to sex, because one of the two guys brought up how one of their friends was banging someone else other than his girlfriend. Well, it didn’t take long before we all four agreed that sex was sex and love was love. To each their own, and we all smiled at each other knowingly because while we four never really talked about our sexual deviancies, we all knew that the others were deviants. By this time, Sarah was looking at me with a look that I was familiar with. It.