And she didn’t. ‘Pish posh, Reema Ahmed! This is my night, and you’re going to be there with me. That’s that!’ ‘I…don’t…I’d rath...r not,’ she said rather candidly. She hadn’t expected her friend’s outburst. Cassie stopped in her tracks. ‘Oh, there you go again, being a baby,’ she intoned, her smile turning to ire. ‘Just suck it up and support me for one night, OK. One measly night out of your whole life!’ The quick shift scared Reema. It was like nothing she’d seen Cassie do before. Her blue. It was another hand! Someone else's hand who was just as eager to give this pussy the pleasure it demanded. Deep down I hoped it was Amanda and her inner slut inviting herself to this party.I put my hand on top of the mystery hand as it began to work Heather's slit up and down. I honestly couldn't figure out whose hand it belonged to. I could tell it was a left hand, but because of the way we were all laying, that didn't help me solve this puzzle. Not caring, I just kept my hand in place, like. Sometimes me and bhabhi use to crack jokes. One day bhabi ask me about girl friend and I told her I don’t have gf. Slowly slowly me and bhabhi came close to each other. One day her husband have to go delhi for 2 days so they told me to take care of bhabi as they know am a decent guy but they don’t know about my intention.So at about 4 pm they left home and I had gone to drop them at sector 17 bus station. After I came back from station and I gone to my room and change my dress. As the weather. .. and I knew little about the lives of thefairer sex. If I had her life, oh the things I would do."I understand. But be lucky you are who you are. Things could beworse... You could be me." I smiled once again."I wish," she replied.So do I, Angela, So do I. "Well, wouldn't that be something. Anyhow,I've got to get going - you have a better night, okay?" I said to herbefore I headed off again for my night-shift job.That night, all I could think about was what would I do if I was in.