.. whatever that meant ... I might embarrass them. What could be more embarrassing than having other people seeing those pictures?"I'd find some other...way to get even," I said. "I promise I will never, ever tell anybody about the pictures." I'm not talking about the pictures!" she snapped.I blinked again while I thought. "Okay," I said, trying to make it sound like I understood."Just promise me!" she insisted.Now that voice I knew. It was the voice of a juvenile conspirator. We had done lots of. "Unfortunately we won't be able to watch it live," Chris responded, "So I'll Tivo it. We'll just avoid any news on the way home."Chris and Deb had a reoccurring bet since they started dating. Chris was from Washington D.C. and a Redskins fan while Deb grew up in New York, and rooted for the Giants."I told Patty that it wouldn't make a difference if Timmy got christened next month, but she didn't agree. It starts at one thirty. And then there is lunch at some restaurant after." Deb said."We. 50 baja tha aur pur ghar me bus ek dhimi si roshni thi, jab wo ayi to me ne usko pakar ke diwal se chipaka diya aur piche se hath daal kr uske boobs ko dabane laga wo aaah aahaah kar ke aahe bharne lag gayi me aur me uske pit ko gale ko joro se chumne lag gaya aur mene uske phajama kaNara thor diya wo khari thi kr ke uska pehjama shidha niche gir gaya uska chahera diwal ki taraf tha aur me uske sarir ko har taraf chum raha tha fir usko paltaya aur uske itne jorse lips me kiss kiya ki wo tarap. I part my lips invitingly to his, even as he begins to thrust it into my mouth. I suck gently on it, swirling my tongue around his. He rolls us over, placing his lean body on top of mine and I know that he's holding most of his weight on his arms. I arch my back slightly and wrap my legs around my Master's waist. His fingers find my hardened nipples and I feel them pinch lightly, drawing an ecstatic moan from within my throat. I feel his lips against mine turning up into a smile. I tug at his.