.....” ________________ CHAPTER TWELVE The following Tuesday, Mathew was finishing going through his emails before heading for home. Cindy had m...de an inquiry about her contractual obligations regarding one of her suppliers. Mathew’s answer was short and simple, but just as he hit the send button, he remembered one further point of business. He sent Cindy a second note. “Have sex with Don tonight. Be prepared to tell us all about it Friday night. Extra points for creativity!” Friday. LATER THAT DAY.He had managed to get himself ready to go to the doctor in enough timefollowing the excitement in his bedroom and was sitting patiently in theexamination room waiting for the doctor to show up. He was thumbing the paperthe doctor needed to fill out with his physical when his doctor walkedthrough the door."Hi Donnie! How's it going?" said the female doctor, trying to put herpatient at ease."OK, I guess. This isn't exactly where I like to spend my weekendafternoons." Don't worry.. Well?” Beth went to her suitcase and produced the letter. Her stepmother grabbed it, tore open the envelope and read it withmounting rage, her hands trembling. “So,” she said quietly, after a long pause. “So, now it’sdisciplinary problems, huh? Do you know, do you have any idea how fuckingmuch it costs us to send you to that twat’s preening pit?! You bitch, youcunt, you ungrateful fucker . . . ” she was screaming now. “I’ll give you. V.v dekhne lage phir thodi der bad dadaji ne kha ki jake so jao. Uss time mere chacha ji ki shadi nhi hui thi to hum sab bache unke room mai sote the. Chacha aur baki bake bed pe aur mai aur didi roz ek single bed par soya karte the. Sab so gaye the to maine didi se kha ki didi kya phir se aapki tshirt mai muh daal loo to didi ne poocha ki tujhe isme maza aata hai maine kha haan.To didi ne bataya ki ise sex bhi kehte hai aur jab ladka ladki ek doosre se pyar karte hai to sex karte hai to maine.