Bhabhi or maine sath me khana khaya. or bed par let gaye jab bhabhi ko neend aa gayi to mai dhere se bhabhi ke pass gaya unki sadi uper ki or ek ungle...bhabhi kichut me daal de bhabhi ekdam se jagi or bole ye kya kar rahe ho mai bola pls bhabhi karne do na bhabhi bole kya. mai bola mai aapko chodna chata hu bhabhi bole nahi ye galat hai mai bola bhabhi mere sab dost apni bhabhi ko chodte hai isme galat kya hai pls bhabhi. bhabhi bole jid mat karo yaar. mai bola bhabhi aap apne devar ki ek bat. I caught my "prince" wearing my prom dress.I didn't handle it well.I stormed out, and went to a coffee shop to get my head together. To myamazement, one of my old classmates, Mark Carpenter was there, and before Iknew it, I was crying on his shoulder, and telling him what had happened.He helped me reach a peace with my former boyfriend who started living as awoman full time, and thanks to Mark we actually parted friends.A few months later I moved in with Mark, married him, and things started. ‘I’m home from college for a couple of days, so I thought I’d stop over and see you.’ ‘Hi, Ginger,’ Ben replied, smiling. ‘Does your mother know where you are?’ Ginger giggled. ‘Nope,’ she said. ‘She’d have a fit if she did. I told her I was staying over at a friend’s house.’ ‘Want to come in?’ Ben asked. ‘You better believe it!’ Ginger replied. ‘Why do you think I came over? Where were you? I was starting to think I’d have to leave without seeing you.’ ‘I had some late work I had to do at. She had fat at the right places; she was intelligent and mature, sure-footed and graceful in her movements. Unlike other women, Priya did mild exercises to keep her in shape, she wore light makeup and she commanded the respect of everyone.There was a huge party one night, Priya drank a little, Ravi was dead drunk, Although Dev had some drinks, he was sober enough. He drove the car and the son and mother carried off Ravi to bed.Priya and Dev were a bit tired but they were in no mood to.