He loves me a lot but who would have imagined that love was not a brotherly love!!The incident happened about 3 months back. My and Akshay’s college...are close to each other so we often commute together to and fro home. After hanging out with friends’ post-college I called up Akshay and we met at the bus stand.Rakhi was a few days away so my brother told me that this time he wanted me to tie him a Rakhi of his choice so we went to market to buy a Rakhi. We bought one and boarded a bus. It was. “Mary.” They heard the door shut.Doc sat there with a weird look on is face. He turned to Bobo.“Okay, you need to tell me about this woman. Where did she come from?”“Are you looking to bed her too?” Bobo snapped.“No. It’s just that her name is Mary and it’s very close to Christmas.”“She’s not pregnant. She drinks my booze. Also, you saw how thin she was.”“Back to my question. Where did she come from?”“Her boyfriend dumped her here and took off. I found her crying.”“I know you usually don’t take. “No, Mistress Summers.” “But while we’re at it, let’s get another of your punishments out of the way, otherwise we’ll never them done tonight.” I gasped. “Tonight? While we’re here?” “Of course, what did you think, silly?” “I - I didn’t…” My voice trailed off. “I’ve brought along everything we need,” she told me with that wicked smile of hers, “why don’t you seat your pretty bum on the table in front of me?” It wasn’t an order, so I complied, not looking around to see if anybody noticed us, and. ’ ‘Well, some people consider those a good thing… uh, things.’ I shook my head and smirked. ‘Then you carry ’em around.’ I held out my hands as an offer. She laughed and then looked uncomfortable. Haltingly, she put her hand on my thigh where she had punched me earlier. ‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to punch you so hard.’ ‘It’s okay.’ The words caught in my throat while the heat from her palm dug at my insides. ‘Ahem… So what’s going on over there?’ I asked pointing to the exposed soil in attempt to.