It was one wad of rs. 100. smile came on her face “be sure I will not tell any one.”She continued, “now onward I will take only 500/- for each c...udai from you…”Father squeezed her breast and enquired how much she will take from others.“kam se kam do hazaar.” She pulled father’s lund. “it is growing again”Father pushed down her on bed and said “ek baar aur chodunga”.She lifted her legs. “chood lo… aaj ….jitna baar chaho… lund choot me pel do…..’But I had another idea. I wanted to fuck her before. Glen definitely noticed that, but he didn't say anything. The boys started calling me the the sexy hostess, or the entertainment for the night, though their wives thought it was nothing but a boring boys night. I'd wiggle my ass for them and they'd slap it. I shook my tits one time, and one of the boys, Jimmy, said, "come over here and do that!" so I walked over to him and jiggled my ample bosom in his face and he leaned in and motorboated them. All the guys exploded with laughter and ooohs.. We hadn't been in close contactlately, but we had had a close, if not always pleasant relationship in thepast. Just as our mothers shared the burden of raising a child without afather, we shared the discomfort of our gender roles. Although she wasalmost two years younger, she had virtually always been stronger than me.In early childhood I of course had my advantage to her solely because ofthe age difference, but she kept catching up more and more each year.When she was about six years old it. “Just shut up, will you: she said.But I continued yelling because I could have helped her.“shut up or I will” she warned me.“What will you do?? don’t talk to me like before”??? I screamed.We both were drunk.She threw wines at my face.”BAMMMM”I was shocked and stunned and quite.My new dress shirt all painted red now.I rushed to my washroom, took off my shirt and vest and threw in the washing machine for a quick wash.Then I felt two soft hands on my back rubbing me and then they came to the front.