We have always been close even though she is three years older than me. There were some rough times in our relationship when she was between 12 and 14...but even then, I sensed that she really would come through in a pinch, if it came to that. So by the time I was 12 and beginning to grow in all sorts of ways that I hadn't expected, Jo was there to help out.You see, Jo had a way of getting me to talk about whatever was troubling me. Even when I felt embarrassed, she would be able to throw her arm. He grabbed me by my wrists, taking my left one to his mouth and biting hard over the tattoo, as if he wanted to make his own mark on me. I moaned, debating between pain and pleasure. He released me and taking his hands to my top, he took my breasts out of it, kneading them roughly, leaning down to take my hard nipples in his mouth and biting them hard. I let out a small cry and he bit me harder before he demanded, “You must keep it silent dear, bit your sweet lips for me.” I nodded, my body. It was our cousin’s wedding. My brother was dressed in a tuxedo and looked extremely irresistible. Our parents opted out from going due to too much work. And there was a limo waiting for my brother and I downstairs. Of course I had yet to do my hair and put my dress on. To be fair, my brother had his tuxedo ready longtime ago. Me on the other hand I had just bought that dress, plus I had to wax my legs and do my nails. But in about thirty minutes I was just as ready as him and coming out from. And all car rental companies were overbooked too. Last minute travel on Diwali weekend is impossible.It was 11 in the night. She had to reach Bangalore by the next evening for a crucial meeting. Her job depended on it. Madhu finally tried the last travel agent in her contact book.“Hello, Star Travels, Rashid here.” the voice said. “Hello. I need to reach Bangalore as soon as possible.” Madhu said“Madam, there is no ticket available in anything. Why don’t you try renting a car?”“I did try to..