Mien bhi gusey mien suit wohien chodra aour gher aa gayee mera sara shoq khatam ho giya tha aour itna gusa araha tha us derzi er ki kiya bataown doose...ey din mien ney kisi ka sath nahien liya aour derzi ki dokan per punch gayee. Us din woh akel hi tha mujhey dekh ker muskuraya aour bola,Bib jee naraz na hoon , mien aapka suit theek ker deta hoon ager theek na howa tu aokey kapdrey key paisey dey doon ga””jee jee, mujhey paisey hi chahiyen ab, mujhey suit nahien chahyee” mine ney ghusey sey. In some ways, I want to experience everything we can while we're here, and Mitch is so accommodating, but in other ways I know I'll have a lot to think about when we get back to civilization. How I’ll feel about it then, you know? I never thought of myself as gay.”“It’s not gay if it’s a threesome, right? And anyway, who cares? As long as one of the three is equipped like me, you can call it anything you want. Maybe you’re a tiny bit bi, at most; let’s just call it ‘flexible’, okay?”“Flexible…. It was summer, and the house was deserted except for the senior sister, whose name was Amy, and a few other girls who had stayed the summer.It was Amy who answered the door and let me in. She was a buxom woman with dirty blonde hair and an easy smile. I identified myself as a sister of the sorority and she greeted me cordially, although she requested some verification. The sorority library had a set of yearbooks from my years, and I showed her my pictures, which she compared with the one on my. The door opened and she was in. She ran upto the third floor pool room using the stairs. The assembly time was 7:30 AM this morning and soon all the girls were there. They all stood there hands behind their back, eyes downcast, backs erect as they waited for the master of the pool Mr. Greynfield to come in. He strolled in with a coffee in hand almost fifteen minutes later. He was a small man who loved his job of keeping pretty women under his thumb. ?So bitches, are you ready for the big day of.