Fiona stepped into the shower and soaped up, thinking of her mother and father's performance last night. She didn't masturbate, she never could in the...shower, but she did feel much better after she'd cleaned up and put on what little makeup she usually wore. She brushed her long hair, still wet, and used the blow-dryer for about ten minutes. It was still damp when she stopped to answer the knock on the bathroom door.Her father stood in the hallway wearing jogging shorts and, as Fiona looked. I have been pretty active on some dating sites and I got few friends there and a couple of friends were located in Bangalore whom I have yet to meet.One of my friends is Neha, She is actually from Kolkatta, the real Bengali beauty, but currently settled in Bangalore and working as a teacher in Whitefield. She has 2 grown up kids and husband works in Delhi. We were in touch for a while and always had chats.We thought of meeting and nothing worked out. When I reached Bangalore, I pinged her and. ”“Not moved in enough. They’re celebrating at their old place,” Karen replied. “Cut ‘em some slack, things have been busy.”“And nobody else is showing up from other Houses?” Nicki said.“Did you see any notices of Chorale throwing a party?” Karen replied.“What about Galena?” Jessica said.“She’s at the Omni with her friends. They’re holding a wake.”“Lovely way to spend the evening,” Danielle said. “So, the four of us. How many subbies?”“I lost count at fifty-some-odd,” Karen replied. “Now, Kissie. I didn’t know you were coming.” I looked up into my dad’s kind, brown eyes. ”Wouldn’t miss your 18 th birthday for the world, Dani,” he said. I smiled and then remembered reality. I broke free out of our embrace and widened my eyes. ”Wha-what about Eddy?” Last time the two of them met, there had been a fight. Both of them had gotten a black eye, but dad also broke his wrist during. ”Sarah- I mean, your mother, had agreed to send him away so I could see my daughter. Just for a little while, of.