I hadn’t used it in years since before Kayla’s mother became my wife. As I neared my daughter’s accomplice, I could see her eyes scanning me up ...nd down. I was wearing a bath robe over my boxers to hide the excitement I was feeling at that moment. As I edged closer, Sandra looked at me. ‘You are not going to arrest me. I’m Kayla’s best friend,’ she replied almost snottingly. I quietly went behind her and began to whisper in her ear how much of a bad girl she was to hide my daughter’s motives. Gibby slapped me. Right across the face."That's offensive, and sexist, Fredward." Gibby says, in tone of seriousness. "Lesbians are not weird. Just like gay men are not weird. It's love."Love.What did Gibby Gibson know about love? I myself had absolutely no clue about the crazy little thing called love. It's true!"Are you saying that Carly's a-" I'm not saying... I'm telling you. I heard them yesterday, in Carly's shower. Sam must be good in bed if Carly-" Lalalallalalala dadalalalallalalal. She got me complete ready like suman ranganathan in her first night song. Only thing is my colour was completely fair.I went home with my mother-in-lay with covering my sari and face. I reached home and found my room was decorated with flowers more than my first night. There were fruits and one big glass of milk. She kissed on my forehead and said all the best. She called my fil, who was also ready in his silk kurta, he came near to me I stood up.My mil brought one mangalsutra. I was confused,. ”“I don’t really care,” I admitted, “Its a meaningless fuck, might as well fuck you as wank myself off to page 3 of the Sun!”“Even I know they don’t have nudes on page three anymore,” she admitted, “Take your shirt off I want to feel your chest against my nips.”I pulled my T shirt up baring my chest and rested lightly on her breasts. “Good,” she said, “Very nice, are you ready to cum?”“Ready when you are,” I agreed.“About a dozen more?” she queried, “My pussy is really throbbing, really really.