I noticed right away a coven of military types huddled around the warmth of the generous fireplace drinking all sorts of concoctions from tea to whisk...y to hot chocolate. Due to my weakness of will with regard to spirits, I had recently vowed to stick with tea or coffee or even fruit juices to avoid that placidness of soul that made me more muddled than vibrant.My parson garb and lack of weapons made me outside that circle and I simply sat there in close concert but mostly unnoticed due to. I never saw her looking so lovely. When I followed her in, I watched to see if she was braless underneath. There wasn't quite enough jiggle going on, so I decided she had one on.What? What did I just do? I think I felt something ... something stirring in my loins. Jesus, Robert ... you're getting a hard-on for your sister? You need a psychiatrist, or a girlfriend?She did look ready to go out. I never told her my plans ... did I even have any plans? I dressed up nice, and she looks good enough. "I exist whether you believe in me or not." I was playing it cool, looking for a way to get out of the situation, but still, I didn't want to lie to the guy and maybe scar him emotionally for life. Or something. Humans are generally very weak and whiny creatures and most seemed to rely on fairy tales to get them through their lives. "Okay, I'll give you that," he said. "You're not Santa Claus. Oh, actually you can help me with a little problem." "Oh, here it comes," I said. "It never fails.. . He mocked“Abbey randi tu horny ho gayi?” it felt good to be called a randi. I placed his hands on my boobs and made him press them. He slapped me and spat on me..He made me beg for a fuck! I said“Please sir! Please mat ruko.. Mai randi hun aapki mere boobs ko chuso dabao! Merko apka lund chaihe”He: “lund chaihe tujhe ? Haha saali rand! Bahaut iccha hai tujhe chudne ka! Lekin aaj nhi aaj tu aise he horny reh and lund ke liye beg kar” ja kapde pehen and ghar ja!I was confused and wore my bra.