She cried “Saab, please save me from him”. Her husband Shailesh was quite a dirty looking character, unshaven beard, dirty clothes. I told him to ...top at the doorway, and not to hurt Barkha. Seeing my height, and burly body, Shailesh decided not to try any funny stunts, but started abusing her badly. I held him by the collar, and raised my hand to hit him, when Barkha stopped me. When he went away, Barkha was crying un-controllably. I embraced her tight, while her head was dug into my chest. I. I thought you had lost it fo good, in my best negro sounding voice. Im so glad yall don’t mind the hired help in the house. Come to think of it, I seem to remember that this old poor boy might be your cousin.Then saying don’t yo ma let you out of the house to get some sun. I passed on by, the next door led into her bathroom, I heard Joyce holler Mama that nasty boy’s in my bathroom. From the looks of the bathroom she hadn’t picked up any of her clothes. I pushed them aside uncovering her pink. And I'm ... well, I don't care.aroslav: That sounds like a little bit of denial.AMANDA: Well, I do care. But even if I lost a little weight, or a lot of weight, I'd never be able to compete with them. I'd still be a nerdy pre-med student who's been up all night. By the time I'm through my residency, these bags under my eyes will be permanent. Tony's cute and a nice guy and sometimes, maybe, I can trick him into a kiss or something, but that is all.aroslav: Like your night in his chair at Tent. Similarly the sweat from her forehead, armpits and breast area was also drenching the front side of her t-shirt. As I run my hands along the edges of her bra she slowly for the first time looked up at me with full obsession. Sparks flickered between our eyes and we both hugged each other tightly letting go of all our inhibitions. I bit her ears gently, and then wet her whole cheek with my watering tongue. I was roasting in the heat of her steaming hot body. I could feel her breath span.