He missed by some margin.”Shit!” he exclaimed angrily and tossed the cue onto the table.”Fucking’ stupid game anyway!” The evening air was w...rm and muggy as the two friends meandered their way drunkenly home.”So what is it with you and Mona, then John? You had another fight?””Bitch has been running round on me again!” John replied. “This time with my junior assistant at work, if you can believe that! He’s young enough to be her son. She’s turned into a real fucking slut. I think, by now she. After the game I noticed the cheerleaders huddled together as if theywere taking a vote. In fact that is what they were doing. They voted onwho from our team should be named the game's most valuable player. I didget one vote out of sarcasm, but of course someone else won. After theteam had taken its showers and dressed, the cheerleaders announced whohad won. The guy who won seemed really excited - I didn't understandwhat the big deal was. He went over to the group of cheerleaders,reached. It was a casual, yet crucial get-to-know you ice-breaker between the stolid Coach Tutors and bubbly transferees, laying the groundwork for the remaining week’s proceedings. After this week, the candidates travelled to the TWA campus facilities and would be submerged immediately in the intensive carnal curriculum. The lectures and practical exercises were dedicated to perfecting their sexual talents, bodies and souls. Hesitation was intolerable. Yet despite the typical sophistication of the. My uncle was fucking. She was screaming ahhh uhhh and saying thoda teez chodo” but my uncle was not so good at it which one came to know later.They used to fuck every 3 days and I used to listen too them and even peek through the key hole. One day my uncle announced that he is going to start his new business and is going to Mumbai in the first week of March. I was really sad to here this as now I won’t be able to here and see what I used too but who knew that this would turn out to be the best.