That dress had fitted her perfectly in her curves and her boobs were something to die for. I grabbed her wildly, started kissing her and pressing her ...oobs like I always did.Suddenly somebody held my t-shirt from the back and pulled me to made me sit on the couch. He was Ajay. He just grabbed Nidhi and started smooching the bitch. He had put his lips on her lips and was biting her in between to show his desperation to fuck her.He then turned her back, made her lean on the wall. He took her. She said she always gets what she wants. Well almost always, she wanted me again, just one last time.I asked her about Karen, would she fuck her sister's boyfriend and future husband?She looked at me and said, "Yes, I would. You were my boyfriend first and until you're married you are still fair game." I love my sister, but at the same time she has something I want, "You, I like many others girls fell in love with you. We all knew it was just sex for you. For us it was a combination of sexual. Some of these women, I've heard tell, even enjoy strapping on a dildo -- or worse -- and having their way with a man in the manner that men used to "take" women, though that hasn't happened to me. In the olden days, we would have considered it an invasion or even violation of our body. Something akin to rape. But most everything is different now.We live in a calm and well-ordered world since The Change. Everyone knows their place in the Grand Design. Women run things, as is right and proper. We. Look, in the right circumstances, with the right woman. Ifsomebody was helping me. Maybe. Yes. I'd like to try.HOW OFTEN HAVE YOU DRESSED AND GONE OUT?Except for your demands, I haven't really done that. There was therecent maid instance with Kelli, when they sent me outside twice, whichto be fair I really enjoyed. But otherwise I'd only really been out inmy underwear. I was too scared. Dressing was always a private thing.Sitting here in the food court, I think I'm doing pretty well..