Honour killlings, you see, were honourable here.she knew all this, but she also knew that she could never live with a man like normal girls could. not...even one who "cared" in less carnal ways. it was just after her 18th birthday. she and nalini had been friends since their one year in school two years ago. as per custom, men and women bathed in the river, but separately. that day, as she bathed, her body under water, her hand brushed against what she knew to be a breast. she enjoyed squeezing. ”“If you weren’t, I’d love to be dating you.”“And fucking my brains out!” she replied kissing his cheek.Dan escorted her passed Barney’s Bar to the Constellation bar. “Why didn’t we go in Barney’s? It’s a great bar.”“I’ve been in there a number of times with and without my wives, some women pretending to be my wife.”“I wouldn’t mind being considered you wife, even for just one evening.”“Tell John that you want to pretend to be my wife in Barney’s Bar.”John had been following them looking at her. Afterwards we walk outside and there are two hooks working so we decide to go fuck with them. After talking a bit we end up in a seedy hotel with 2 twin beds. My boss is on one fucking his and I'm on the other bed fucking mine!! My first FUCK!! After that I was down there picking me up a new hoe every paycheck. Like candy in a candy store. Barely dressed and hot as hell, not like most places where the hooks look like rejects that can't get laid any other way. After awhile started. My further deliberations on that were interrupted by yet another visitor to the room - this time, not from the bridal party. One of the waitresses from the reception bounced across the floor carrying a small tray oblivious to my semi-naked state until she saw my pants strewn across her path. Her eyes rose slowly from the clothing to the chair I occupied and her initial shock was replaced by the broad smile of someone who has just uncovered a secret. I was too tired to try and cover myself up or.