She dials Nicoles number and waits for her to pick up. On the second ring, a voice comes through the phone."Hello, Nicole speaking" Nicole says in a b...siness type tone. She must still be at work, she has a part time job waiting tables at a bar just up the street, but she insists on being formal no matter what job she works."Hey its Quinn.. Is this a bad time?" No I'm actually going to be finishing up work in five minutes. Whats up?" I was wondering if you'd want to hang out this evening, we can. Sonia – Hi..had dinner?Me – Yup..n u ?Sonia – meri bhi ho gayi hain. Kya kar rahe ho?Me- soya hoon…aur tum?Sonia- mein bhi soyi hui hui. Aur batao kya rah ho soye soye gf ke saath bate kar rahe ho na?Me – arey nahi bhabhi…mera koi gf nahi hain.Sonia msged…..kya ?? Gf nahi hain? U must be joking.Me – sacchi me bhabhi nahi hain. Jhoot kiyu bolunga.(Mey Sonia bhabhi ke sath baat kar raha tha sms me aur ek hat se lund masal raha tha)Sonia- itne hamdsome ho aur **** bhi itna accha ain firbhi nahi. Being a bunch of 18 year olds with a private, unsupervised place to hang out for the first time, we had plenty of plans. We had developed a cycle where I'd stay over their place on Thursday nights, did some cooking and cleaning to pay for my room and board, and then we'd plan small parties as soon as we got back from classes on Friday. Then we'd either wake up hung-over on Saturday, I'd go home to shower and grab food, or we'd order pizza and plan another party for that night. This went on. She knew that I would likely sit on the bed while I waited and she knew that the mirror was perfectly placed. I could hear her pee piddling in the water. When she finished, she grabbed a wad of toilet paper and wiped her muff, still talking to me and watching me in the mirror. Laura stood up, pulled up be bikini bottom and started to walk out to the bedroom. “SHIT!” I heard her scream. I jumped up and rushed into the bathroom door to find out if she was OK. “What happened??”,.