"Plebe, you have thirty minutes to shower, dress and get to your first class. You don't have time for breakfast today, so ask the AI for a couple of e...ergy bars."Ann, bleary-eyed, shut her alarm off and swung her legs out of her bed as the Class Lieutenant, already immaculately clad in her uniform, stepped back to give the smaller girl room to stand. "Thanks, Arlene," Ann mumbled as she came to her feet and staggered, still half asleep, toward the shower. She had studied most of the night,. I was supposed to be “grounded” by my mom. It was because of some truculent fucking lie that exploded in my face. I was in my room reading “Out of Africa” when I heard about a house party a few blocks away for seniors. I mean “Out of Africa” is actually a pretty good book and all, but then Cristina called. “Pebbles…hey can you sneak out?” She knew I was grounded so I presumed something pretty important was happening. I looked outside my door to check if my mom was listening. No one was there. I try to read almost all new story updates done here. Differ from my other stories the story I’m gonna tell here is purely based on fantasy. it may contain incest things so those who are not interested with it pls don’t proceed.First of all I’ll introduce the main characters of my story1)Raj-a famous detective,27 2)Pereira-a businessman 563)Mallika-Pereira’s wife ,504)Shekhar-Their son ,345)Lakshmi-Shekhar’s wife,366)Bhanu-maid,607)Mary-Raj’s assistant, 388)Molly-Gangster,40Now we can pass on. She smiled back and slowed to my pace as we pumped up a little roller."Where you headed?" she asked. I felt a little better that she was breathing almost as hard as I was.I jerked my head forward, "Corners."(Readers who don't cycle should understand that, in order to get enough oxygen to the body and carry on a conversation, cyclists, especially those of us who aren't in Tour de France condition, often drop unnecessary words from their conversation to save lung power.)"Mind if I ride along?".