"Yeah, sure. I don’t mind."Her words not for me, but her eyes glued to my erect member. My cock seemed to get even harder from this, and she noticed... She slowly crawled to me and started stroking it. "This Saturday? Hmm... yeah, I think I can accommodate. What time were you thinking?"Her free hand was slowly going up and down my shaft, her thumb pressing on the head of my cock tenderly. I groaned slightly and she darted me with her eyes. I mouthed a silent apology. "Yeah, that sounds perfect. Besides, he was a first class low talker."Okay... , Buddy," I finally said out of exasperation. "We're just going to call you Mr. Whiskers. That okay with you?"He looked up. Made an unintelligible sound... Hell... , I have no idea what he said; or whether he even agreed or not. At that point, we decided to let Mr. Whiskers stick around for maybe a couple of days until he could find other quarters."Just for a couple of days," I warned him.He made some weird sound. I'll bet he just called me a. "Then you could still go out. Because, I mean, if only one of you got adopted, that'd just be too weird." Ryan laughed. "It would at that. I guess I'm glad we are where we are, then." "Still, he'll have to meet them sometime." "Yeah, I know. They know I'm seeing him; Evan let it slip not long after the gig at the 9:30." "He let it slip? Were you hiding it?" "No, not really. I just didn't want to deal with them. Dad has no interest in whether I'm dating, and Mom thinks every guy I see is husband. Bhabhi bhut khush the bt kuch tym baad unhone ne bola ki mai pregnant hona chahti hu toh maine bola ok.Toh woh din aa hi gea us din mere papa ki retirement party thi nd mere paas mauka b accha tha bahbhi ki need complete krne ka.Party acchi chli sbhi ne enjoy kia drink ki nd moslty hr ki nazar meri bhabi pr jaa rhi thi woh lgg hi bhut sundr rhi thi.Pink salwar kameez tha jiski tight fitting thi. Bhabi toh chli firti huyi sex goddess lgg rhi thi. Party raat k 11:30 tkk chli nd sbhi apne apne.