She was initially soft-spoken and shy at the start of the term, but the more time you've spent with her, the more she's come out of her shell. The two...of you enjoy the same movies and shows, and you've found a lot in common with each other. She smiles a lot when she is around you, and she laughs at your jokes, even the bad ones that make others groan. Her laugh is sweet, and it makes you feel warm inside. And every morning when you leave your room to take a shower, you seem to always pass her. "You're amazing!" She filled and started the dishwasher so I asked, "How did things go this afternoon?"She sat at the kitchen table across from me. "You mean with Brett?" She laughed. "Lotsa enthusiasm but I think I know more about sex than he does." She took my hand. "He sure can't eat pussy like you can." She squeezed the hand. "He wants to see me again and he kept offering me money as if I were a whore... am I a whore Andy?"I sipped my scotch, "A lot of people would probably call you that. Chusne lagi , haaye kya maza aa raha hoga uss kamine ko , Hum dono chikni – chikni behen zameen pe ghutne ke bal beth kar uska lund chus rahi thi aur gotiya bhi chaba rahi thi , utne mai uska cum nikal gaya , jab uska cum nikla tab uska lund mere behen ke muhh mai tha aur uska ghada ghada safed cream jaisa cum meri behen ke muhh se bahar nikla aur mere chehre pe gira aur meri behen isha ne uska cum andar hi rkha tha aur mere paas aayi aur mjhe zor se kiss karne lgi , haaye kya scene tha , isha. It was going to be a difficult weekend- my usual language barrier woes would be doubled as we were hosting a meeting of the deaf community. On the plus side- the Desert Flowers were blooming. Desert Flowers were what we called the woman shaped, laundry shrouded people who shed their religious cocoons to reveal dusky skinned beauties with perfect make-up and exquisite western fashions within the sanctuary of our hotel. Imagine you live your public life wrapped in a shapeless blanket, practically.