Mai wahan bohat bore hota tha village me hamara jo ghar hai wahan par TV nai tha to mai TV dekhne apni bhabhi k ghar jaya karta tha. Meri bhabhi jo ki...meri padosan thi wo bohat sunder hai, doodh ki tarah gori aur unki chooche to kya bataun, bilkul football ki tarah gol aur bade hai.Mai to pehli hi nazar me unka deewana ho gaya tha. Asal me unke pariwar walon ne unki shadi ek south indian se kara di thi, bhabhi ka shadi se pehle ek BF bhi tha but bhabhi ke ghar wale gareeb the aur jab bhaiya ne. It was just like he said. We checked into a hotel, and went to a nearby bar. It was a comfortable place and there were lots of people there. Most of them were younger. We talked to lots of people for the first hour. I whispered to my husband, "How are we gonna get somebody". He said "All you've gotta do is talk to somebody who seems interested, and tell'em why we're here."I was pretty drunk. Otherwise I couldn't have done it. I talked to several men in the bar. The most friendly one was a 38. I will tell you that Nadine is a whore! best part is that she loves being called a whore and admits to being a whore. as i continue this story line. Nadine remembers going to her aunt's house and got fucked in the ass. she loved it. here's what happened.she was in bed with her cousin Carol and they were caressing each other and kissing. due to her limitations Carol was the more aggressive of the two which did not turn Nadine off. in fact she remembers enjoying all the attention she was getting.. Then he got on the Garden State Parkway and headed north."How far is your house from here?" she asked."We're almost to the danger zone," he answered."Almost there, you mean?" F.A.B." he answered.A few minutes later, he got off the Parkway into a residential area. He turned into a development of small houses and after a bit of meandering, turned into a driveway and pulled into a garage next to another old Ford Thunderbird, numbered "1." Thunderbird 1 was painted silver, and had a small.