Mein unki help karta tha. Kabhi kabhi unke clothes bhi fold karta tha clotehs mein bra aur panty bhee hotee thee. Fold karte samay kabhee kabhee panty...ko smell karta. Kabhee washing machine mein dalte samay gandee panty bhi smell karta, par Chachi ko nahin pata tha. Kai baar Chachi ne poochha , koi girl friend mili. Meine kaha aap jaisee koi girl hee nahin miltee. Who mere cheeks mein pich kar ke hansene lagi. Meine unko chumma de diya galon par, kintu unhone us chumme ko bahot importance nahin. “Kelsey, honey?” she said. “I need to ask a favor. Can I come in and talk?”I got up and let her in.“Oh, hi Chelsea,” Mom said, surprised that we were having a sleepover. “This may be even better. I didn’t have any idea what she meant by that.“What’s up, Mom?” I asked. She never came and talked to me if there was a guy in the house.“This is going to sound weird,” she mumbled, “but Jerry’s taken a couple of Viagra and his hard-on won’t go down. I’ve sucked him ‘til my jaw aches and he fucked me. This insures that nobody is carrying anything contagious or dangerous to themselves or anyone else. We were walking to the med room and they were ready for us. Everyone got their blood tests and basic physicals as I went on. Each took turns being examined and watching the activities of the others being examined.“I will go through the basic rules that everyone who comes into the Cayuse goes through whether a client or an employee. The family of my betrothed will be covering all of your expenses. Kaija glanced at her watch. "I've got Band until 5 o'clock. Wanna meet for dinner around 5:15?"It was cutting it tight time-wise for Allison's 6:30 creative writing class across campus, but she would rather gulp her food with a friend than dine alone. "Yeah, I'll see ya there!" She waved as Kaija ran in the direction of the Fine Arts Center.Deciding to kill some time before dinner, Allison headed over to the Student Union building. A trip to the campus book store was in order, she decided..