Let me come to the story. Intro about myself.I was born and brought up in Chennai.In a middle-class family.Finished my MBA.Last year I was working in ... private company in anna nagar. The heroine of the story is priya (name changed).She is staying in a hostel (velachery).She is working in hostel room itself.She looks soo cute.Fair and too sexy.When one day I was seeing FB.I saw one like for my post.So I send a friend request to her. She accepted next day. We chatted normally for one week and. Doing all of the necessities, I checked myself in the mirror fixing my hair and left for the kitchen. I was really hungry!Birdie and company hadn't returned yet from London! I had to fend for myself. At least the coffee was made, so I grabbed a cup and made some toast.While I ate, I thought of what had to be done. I knew that Ashley, Amena, and Liz were in the process of transcribing the scrolls along with the main one "The Primus".I was in deep thought as I heard a familiar sound in voices.. K : Haan baba, bahar you are my caring husband and I am your loving wife. But under I am you “Mistress” and you are my “Slutty bitch”. Abhi chalo aaj Sunday hai, raste mai bohot traffic hoga.Me : Par hum ja kaha rahe hai ?K : Saare sessions mai kaya tum meri bras hi pahenoge ?She winked and smiled at me. I don’t know why , but I felt K was more excited about trying this.After having breakfast we left for shopping. At the mall she went to the section of under garments, and while choosing bars. Hence, I stood in front of the wide open mouth of the porcelain throne Oscar in hand, waiting for him to relax a little. Before I could pee, Sally grabbed Oscar and told me she wanted to steer.Not that I didn't like the attention. The activities of the previous night had reshaped my opinion of both Jayne and Sally. They were not 'Icky" anymore. We three had gotten to 'know' each other, and I do mean in the Biblical Sense, real well. Yeah, we had been all over, under, around and through each.