Akhil was the one who got Rahul laid on his 18th birthday with a call girl. Both of them decided to meet in a pub for a drink.“Hi Rahul Bro, how are...you, man?” Akhil waved his hand.“I am good, bro. You say, how are you and how’s Shruti?” Rahul asked.“Shruti is good. She is at home with the kid. How about Priya?” Akhil asked.“She is at home too. Let’s order some drinks,” Rahul said.Rahul placed an order for 2 large whiskeys and some snacks to gulp with the alcohol. Rahul was trying hard to hide. My mommy was never very nice to my daddy, and he said he only married her so he could protect me. My mommy liked to drink alot of adult drinks, or that's what my daddy called them, and when she drank enough of them, she didn't care about me at all. She'd sometimes even forget that I was there.He's been in my life always. He's always been there to give me a bath, to feed me, to take me to school, to take me on outings, and to tuck me in my bed at night, sometimes reading me a bedtime story. Most. My cock is devastatingly hard against the inside of my shorts and in turn against her thigh. Fuck! We’re still in the street! I break away from her, making sure to look for and thoroughly enjoy the look of stupefied ecstasy that lingers on her face. I also enjoy all the hungry lust I see in her now opening eyes. ‘Alright hun… Let’s get the fuck outta here!’ I say with a devilish grin and a nod of my head towards the front of the car. I give her a swift swat on that incredibly sexy ass to send. ”“It’s an awful lot of money finishing a basement,” she replied.“Yeah, but once I’m out of my lease, I can put rent money toward a project like that. We could build a nice workout room for you and you could move your equipment down there. That would free up the garage and I could have covered parking for the first time in my life.”“It would be nice to work out and not be cold in the winter and hot in the summer.”“A finished basement would add value to the place when it’s time to sell it. Think.