Oh god damn it, I'm dreaming again. At least, I hope I am. He performed aquick reality check by holding his nose shut and trying to breathethrough it....The air rushed through his nostrils and he breathed a sigh ofrelief. At least now he got to lucid dream. He checked his hands. Paintednails... Then he felt the brush of hair on the back of his neck. Thestairs he was climbing up seemed much bigger than they should have aswell. He looked down to see a small pair of breasts on his chest.Why am I. Par usne koi jawab nahi diya. Maine poocha us se ki, “Kuch toh bolo, Anamika?” Fir jo usne bola toh bas mera dil hi toot gaya. Usne bola ki last month usko koi aur mil gaya hai. Aur woh usko date kar rahi hai. Main ye sun nahi paaya aur waha se uth ke chala gaya.Usne peeche se bulaya bhi par main cab lekar chala gaya didi ke ghar. Main bohot roya. Hadd se zaada roya. Fir jab ghar aagaya toh maine bahar khoke se paani ki bottle li aur muh dhoya. Fir didi ke flat mein chala gaya. Dosto, ab hoti. Right? We drive down to the Mohegun Sun in Connecticut, get us a room, pickup a couple of those Indian cocktail waitresses, bring them up to the room, and ba da bing ba da bang, we fuck them up the ass.’ He smiled at me. ‘In no time, you fulfilled your anal sex New Year’s Eve resolution.’ ‘There’s only one problem with that, Vinnie.’ ‘And what’s that?’ ‘Those cocktail waitresses aren’t real Indians. They only wear Indian costumes.’ ‘Seriously?’ He looked at me trying to see if I was pulling his. Think it was her , long morning lie in ,reading papers catching up with the news of the week , she spots me as I stand and remove tee shirt, she bits her lip , hoping for a show , shorts down , her dressing gown opens her hand goes between her legs , boxers off I lay down ,gently massaging my cock , she finds her clit ,gently rubs it watching me through her binoculars, I’m hard ,lying flat legs open cock pointing up big balls hanging down so she can see , she has two fingers in now , juices.