. . I stood up and started hitting my glass with a knife. ‘Could I have everyone’s attention for a minute?’ I asked. ‘I assume many of you hav... read the newspaper article about us, and I would like to clarify something,’ I said. ‘The newspaper said we are engaged. The fact is, we are not engaged. Jessie is not my fiancée, and I am not her fiancé. Yet! I want to take care of that right now.’ I dropped to my knees beside Jessie. ‘Jessie, yesterday when I saw your demolished house and knew you. Hum teeno samandar me ek sath sanan karne lage neha ka trouser uski skin se ekdum chipak gaya tha jisse uske boobs aur badi gand saf dikhi deti thi mera lund to ekdum tight ho gaya aur barmuda mese saf dikhyi dene laga to raj ne neha ko dikhaya ki dekho yesh ka lund kitna tight ho gaya pura 8inch ka lagata ka aur bahut mota dikhai deta he to neha ne pani mese mere lund pe hath firana suru kiya aur kaha vakayi bahut bada he. Fir raj ne bhi mere lund ko bahar se hath firaya aur bola bahut maja. I like to play rough, but I had never been spoken to that way, not even in the throes of passion between the sheets, much less in the semi-public park at my apartment complex in broad daylight. The insult burned through me, but it was clear from his demeanor that I had no right to protest. "That’s what you are, isn’t it?" he taunted me. "A filthy fucking slut. A cock-teasing bitch who likes to tell stories to one man about what she does with other men, and expects it to make him. She started talking in a drunken seductive voice."You know, most guys try to hit me with some stupid pickup line or small talk, but you're so direct. I like that. We're getting straight to the point with no bullshit. It's the last Undie Run of my senior year, and I want to get fucked like a little college whore."Before I could even react to that, she jumped on top of me, kissing me deeply. She took my hands and put them on her tits. I squeezed them as we made out, then after a bit, I grabbed.