?Helen explained that we should concentrate on three or four rooms at a time so I could get moved in. Turns out Sally did not come along that day.The ...irst furniture store we went to was very creative to say the least. It was mainly for bedroom furniture.? I picked out what I thought was a really nice bedroom set. Helen liked it but than grabbed my hand and walked me over to a??four poster bed. The posters were quite sturdy. It was pretty obvious? what they were for. Helen told me she really. She was slender, but the slenderness of a young woman, rather than a boy. Her breasts although small, were perfectly proportioned upon her, her narrow waist making them look larger than they actually were. She had the body of a dancer, a fitting thought, considering his choice of tale this evening. ‘Because you love me and would do anything to please me and this, darling, pleases me greatly.’ ‘Fine, but remember, you promised me another bed time story,’ Jenny said, her lips forming a pout that. )A very long story indeed needs to be broken to parts.The year 2016 had done well to me as I got into a relationship with Rose, a medico student who was brought up in Dubai. Rose is a mallu girl from Allepey studying here at Chennai. Being born abroad, she joined a medical college in Chennai and was living in a 4BHK flat with her friends. I met her during a fashion show. (She wasn’t a model but her friend was. She attended the show to support her. I got lucky to have that sex buffet as my. “Scott. . .” I whined upset he would say something like that. “I mean it, she’s a liar and. . .” he said then stopped mid sentence. “Never mind,” he added and turned and headed off the other direction. I knew I needed to hurry and find my sister before I got left at school so I couldn’t follow him to ask what had happened. I hurried outside to where Sherri had parked that morning and she was waiting for me in the car. I got in and we headed home and I found myself focusing on the music on.