My friend’s college mates were also there, but I didn’t recognize them. I kept my luggage and started looking around in the bus. There were a bunc... of young people at the back, joking loudly with each other. I thought these were the friends and went over to them. I was right they were my friend’s collegemates. There were 2 couples and 2 other guys. I introduced myself and joined in their conversation. I also observed the girls (wives of 2 of the friends) carefully. They were young, newly. And made many villagers and my relatives Deflower here. So he named that house as “prema mandiram” (love house).Well this was background of my g’pa. Now we come to our original story.I sit in the private bus, which is very horrible to sit in village roads. Lots of sweat smells of the villagers. Its matter of only few hours, so I was looking out in the window and enjoying. Some how I reached house. My granny was in the door and welcomed me. I felt happy by seeing her. The hot water ready and I. Or boli aaj tu bas lete reh tujhe m maja dungi . M samjha nai bt excited tha so bed pe leta tha.Riya ne mere hath bandhna suru kiya den pair bandhe..Bina shirt or shorts khole.Jaise hi usne bandha ek kiss dia or jor se chaanta mara mere gaal pe or boli..Madarchor raand aaj tera rape hoga wo v jabardasti wala.Itne m niku or mona v nikli bathroom se or boli hum log ko bhot tadpa tadpa k choda h ab teri barri..Tb meri samajh m aaya mattr kya h.Utne m mona ne mera tshirt fadhna strt kia or niku. He looked at me, grinning, and said, “I like it. I like to see you do it on my lungi…” Then he said that if I did not want this to become a big issue involving the parents and all, I should do what he says. I agreed. He then told me to follow him. I began to wear my shirt and pant when he asked me to just bring them to his house and to come as I was.Then, when I entered his house, he said,” I know that you are alone in your house from 3 o clock. I just want you to come here every day. “ . Then,.