" She needn't worry," I replied normally. "You can tell her I'm fine." Come out and tell me that to my face," he demanded."Look get the hell out of my...flat before I call the cops," said Marcyobviously recognising the poor situation I was in."Not until he comes out!" he screamed at her."OK," I replied. "You are not going to like what you see though." Why is that? Are you dressed as a girl or as a clown?" he asked calmingdown as he heard the bolt click inside the door."How did you guess?" I asked. She was sitting in front of her dressing mirror. She asked me to talk. I was trying to frame my words. I was still trying to compose what I was going to say. She was in a hurry and seemed to be not paying much attention to what I was doing or what I was about to say. She slid the draw openly from her dressing table and took out her makeup kit.I was fighting to concentrate on how I would convey what I felt. Mom took out her makeup sponge and started dabbing her round lovely face with lovely. Before her excitement overflowed, she extracted herself from my embrace and turned around to face me, leaving her gorgeous back view to reflect in the mirror and stared at me imploringly."Are you still going to make love to me?" she asked softly.I looked at the small strip of cloth connected to the whale-tail and saw it disappear sexily between her buttocks. There was no way I was not going to have her."No, Darling" I replied, my voice thick with lust, "I’m going to fuck you. Right here, right. Within weeks, we were so close that we used to discuss everything with each other. One Saturday, Ankita had gone for her friend’s birthday and would have come back the next day. So, I went to Preeti’s room and knocked.She replied but opened the door after a minute or two. When I entered the room, I saw Meenal and understood what was happening. I asked them if I could spend some time with them as I was feeling bored. They hesitated but said yes.So, I started chatting with them, and after some.