You have encouraged me greatly with your comments. I am really grateful to all my readers. This time I have brought the 2nd part of Meri Didi Meri Biw.... The story is true but names and other particulars have been changed. Hope you enjoy this story. Write to me if you like it. Here is the actual story.I am Bilas Chand, (bc for short. B stands for behan and c stands for chod, yani ki bc means behanchod). Maine apni Sapna didi ki chudai ke bare pehle bhag mein likha tha. Dusre din se didi ne mujhe. Strange! she thought, as the taxi pulled up outside the house. No lights were visible, although she could see the fire flickering through the net curtains. She paid off the taxi and walked up the drive, thinking that her husband will get a shock seeing her home early. She put her key in the lock, thats odd? she couldn’t turn the key. Can’t be locked, someone’s home. Probably fallen asleep in front of the fire she thought, I’ll knock on the lounge window. As she peered through the window she. She used make-up sparingly and prided herself on a more natural look. Sadly, she found herself making few friends that way. ‘My eyes are fine, I guess.’ ‘Let’s make sure. Look upward as far as you can while holding your head faced forward.’ April tried it. It wasn’t hard. Just a little awkward, maybe. ‘Now,’ JB continued, happy that his prey was innocently following sugestions already. ‘Relax your eyes in that position for the count of three. One. Two. Three.’ April was wondering what this eye. Charli was a slim blonde that worked with Laurie at the clothing store. I’ve met her several times and never figured out how she and Laurie were so close. She was about fifteen or twenty years younger and Laurie was her supervisor. Maybe she was just trying to suck up to her. We were at Skinny’s for happy hour one Friday afternoon when our conversation somehow evolved into sex talk. Imagine that!Laurie didn’t hold anything back, telling about the dozens of sexual partners she’s had over the.