Us dauran mere dost ne muje mastram ki chudai ki kahaniya vali kitab di jo mai chhup ke padhata tha. Aisi hi ek kitab mai padh raha tha. Padhneka tari...a bi kya tha. Upar mere text book aur andar ye chhoti kitab. Achanak didi ayi aur mere pichhe se juk ke kitab dekhi aur fir muje danta ki ye kya kar raha hai. To mai ghabra gaya. Usne kitab le li aur vahanse chali gai. Ab muje kitab vapas to chahiye nahi to dost bi muje dantega. 2-3 Ghante bad jab vo apane room me padh rahi thi tab mai vaha gaya. " "Mom is very loud when she's having sex." I chuckled. "I guess she is. I came to talk to you. How do you feel about it?" "How do I feel about you fucking mom, Holly and Hayley?" Oh shit, she knows about that too. "Uh yeah, I guess." "Well, I guess I'm okay with it. We don't have to hide it from mom anymore." "How did you find out about Holly and Hayley?" "I heard you say it to Mom. I was listening through the door and well, I had a suspicion about you and Hayley." "How so?" "She told me a few. It was 5, so it was too early around the parents to do any illicit activities such as smoking. However, I had dip too. My buddy at school loves me. I quickly drank a water bottle, and I pulled a tin out of the side pocket of my bag. Lisa was pissed. Thats so gross. Why do you do that shit? All guys do it. You wanna try it? Its rougher than weed. No. Absolutely not. No. She rambled on. I opened it up, snapped, and put in a pinch. I spat, and she kept looking through my bag. Mostly it was dvds. “Whore” I cried out. Again he slapped my face hard sending me off a bit towards the floor. “Its whore” I cried out in desperation. For a second he looked at me, “What are you?’ he now asked. “I’m a whore” and again his hand went across my face. “What are you?” again he asked, “I’m a whore” I started, “I’m your whore” I added softly. He now looked over at Jon who had followed me into the bedroom, then back at me, “You like dressing like a whore?’ he asked. “She likes dressing like a whore.