.Bhabi : thanks. ;)Me : bhabi aur karu kya.Bhabi : kar de toda upar tak.Me: (ajj sayed wahi din hai jiska mai intazaar kar raha hu) ok app jara ye pay...r faiila lo.Bhabi : ruk oil dress me lag jaigi. Tu bhar jaa muje change karne de... Then I stepped out.I tried to sneak inside but she saw me. Said nothing but gave a expression less look. I stepped back and waited.Bhabi : ander aa jaa.Then bhabhi changed into her robe.I imagined she would be just in her two pieces from inside. Two small pieces. I walk closer to the judges, wanking my cock, pointing it at the judges. The audience are going, “Cum! Cum! Cum!” I look at the three judges and I’m thinking: which one should I spunk my load over? There really is no contest. It has to be the judge with the nice teeth and hair coz he is well fit and he fancies me like fuck. Can tell by the way he’s looking at me. And the way he’s gone all alpha male like, unbuttoning the top two buttons on his shirt and pushing his chest out. And the fit woman. And I’d sort of had a fight with Rissa the day before when she tried to...”He swallowed, feeling his eyes begin to sting. “I cried all day. And I thought there was no point in going on. I didn’t know if I’d ever be free, or get to talk to anyone again. And that dream felt so real. I think that was the only time in my life I’ve ever really felt true despair.”He sniffed, trying to clear his nose, then lapsed back into silence.Alaina squeezed him tightly, as though trying to get as close as. Despite the warnings, I barreled forward, weaving side to side, rolling along like an oak cask filled with bourbon, which I was; I could hear my belly sloshing, mini tidal waves of 90-proof booze crashing against the walls of my thirsty stomach lining. I imbibed one too many mint Julips, or did I?Unable to hold my line, I careened and crashed. I hit what seemed like a wall; thankfully the bouncer’s instincts were catlike, he caught me as I fell, catching me by grabbing my biceps, holding me.