Kuchh der sir dabane ke baad mere hathon mein dard hone lga. Bhabhi v ye baat smjh gyi and boli ki devar ji rhne dijiye ab so jayiye. Mai jaise hi apn... kamre me jaane ke liye utha bhabhi boli ki aaj yahi so jaiye. Mai bta du ki bhabhi ka figure 36-28-34 ke aas pass hai. Main bina koi sawal kiye vahi so gya. Ekk do ghante baad mujhe pyas lgi to main paani pee kr fir let gya double bed thoda chota pad rha tha because ek sidemein baby leta hua tha to usko proper space chahiye tha bich mein bhabhi. We just need to wait for a short time.” It was pitch black inside the room. The girls seemed excited by the blackout and talked among themselves loudly. It sounded like a girls’ school, but I couldn’t follow anything they were saying – as soon as mother/matron left they had resumed speaking Malaysian instead of English, which they were forced to do around me for politeness at the insistence of the mother/matron. Whatever it was they were saying it sounded random and conversational and. Part of me wasn’t sure who I just witnessed willfully getting her brains fucked out right in front of me. Another part of me didn’t want to care any more about any of it and just stay in my shell. “How ‘bout you, little mama. What you been waiting for?” he said, still out of breath, lifting up to get a better look at me. His eyes gave away animal lust, not in the least diminished by his release into my girlfriend moments earlier. Something deep inside forced me to look away from him, to not. Their excuse to Bev was that they wanted to visit the East Coast since they’d never been there. That fateful Friday, they had missed me at the college by about an hour, but a helpful clerk told them about my stopping at the pub for supper on Fridays, and had given them directions on how to get there. I still wasn’t aware that I was a father, and was blissfully unaware that the two had only begun to confirm that I was their father. The next morning, I received a phone call from Jessica. ‘Mr..