"If I don't get crushed I'll surely just drown instead!" I worry to myself.I try to scream for her to let me up but my muffled groans go unnoticed. Al... I can hear is muffled chuckles, she's clearly enjoying herself.I try to breath but what little air I get is just drenched in the hot stuffy stench of her not-so-fresh shavened vagina.After what must have been 10 long agonizing minutes, she lifted herself off me."Having fun down there?" Her loud booming voice chirps."No... No more..." I groan. I was deviated from studies, I have fallen from top position from lower. Still my studies are poor. Parents were mad about this and ask why are getting such low marks and scold me, when father used to beat me, mother would save me from being hit.So last week, mother came to me when father is not in home. She sat beside me, I left the place. She shouted ‘Varun’, I was tensed and looked back, she said to ‘come and sit beside her’, I obeyed.she said ‘If you do well in exams, I will accept your. I just figured you were in business, or had been, anyway.”“Oh, that. No not really. I’ve never been much of a businessman, actually. Lucky, I guess. We’ve never really talked about that, have we, where I got my money, I mean.”“Er, no,” said John uncomfortably. “It’s really not my business.”“Oh, that’s all right. I don’t mind. Why don’t I just explain it over dinner, that way I won’t have to repeat the story to the girls later.”“Really,” said a flustered John Andrews. “It’s not. As Matthew took a seat in the lounge, each girl moved to perch on a knee, pressing their backs into his accommodating chest and resting their heads on his shoulders. He breathed a huge satisfied sigh.Across the room, Jo and the shopgirl Caz acknowledged his arrival with a smile before returning to their deep conversation. Outside, under the gazebo, eldest sister Meg and mother Hannah were chatting to Marco. Matthew would like to have eavesdropped the conversation but, monopolised by the two.