He was son of elder brother of my jeejoo and was selected in an engg college in the same town. He was to live with us. The news of his arriving filled...me with joy, perhaps this could be the opportunity I was dying for!From the day one of his arrival, I did my best to attract him. I used to throw my dupatta down and wear low cut dress and when walking past him shake my choot a bit in a sexy manner. This did have effect and he wanted to be close to me as far as possible.It must have been third or. John checked his phone every five minutes, convinced that it had vibrated in his pocket. It hadn't. And it wasn't going to either.Tasha found herself in a club, surrounded by girlfriends. As the drink flowed, she smoked cigarette after cigarette, moving further and further into a drunk oblivion. She was trying to forget about John, but she was failing miserably. Her friend whispered to her what the matter was, and Tasha told her. Her friend offered her a small bit of advice."The best way to get. I looked to my side -- Cindy was gone. It was my Saturday but Cindy's Monday and I knew she would have to get ready for work. Looking up I saw the door to the bathroom was shut. Shortly it opened and she emerged, nude, and climbed back into bed. "I dealt with my bladder before it became an issue," she said."Let's see how that sparkler looks in daylight," I replied, took her hand and held it under the sunbeam. "Wow -- it'll put your eye out." It's a very pretty stone," she replied. "Thank you."I. But he'd probably be tossed out for a younger model, after a while.And if he was going to wind up degraded and serving cocks anyway, what would be the point of leaving? If he stayed he would be used, just as he would on the street, or by a sugar daddy. But here, he could leave all the thinking to his owner and to Mark and the other building residents. They considered him valuable property, and would take care of him. He had no such assurances, if he went out on his own.But if he didn't run away.