The day after I recieved the video clip was one of Mom's days off. She worked on the computer doing her homework. I stayed away in my room to think. I...needed to go over all this and put more pieces together. I went back to our holiday in my mind.It had started just like any holiday abroad, enjoying the sights and getting to know the town. We made friends with a married couple in their early fifties I'd say, from New York. mom had many chats with the wife as her hubby and I talked men's things.. "Oh, fuck! You guys! Oh! Oh! OH YES!" He began shaking and I realized that he was coming hard. Then I heard kissing.We all finished our snack, then I sent the boys off so I could actually dress.Things were fairly normal at breakfast. Juan, Yeuhan and Ian were dressed for the club. Everyone else was at least wearing house pants. Alverez looked much less uncomfortable."What's the schedule today?" I asked as Ivan served eggs benedict. Giovanni add glasses of something frothy and purple next to me. But he is a master player and he intended to go slow and in an abusive manner. When I entered the room, he asked, ‘you look exhausted?’ I startled and looked into his eyes. That very moment we communicated the untold in a silent manner. He gave me his infamous lustful look and scanned my whole sweated body. He then gave me Rs. 20,000 to my surprise and asked me to go and shop. I tried to argue but he waved aside every thing and insisted that I go to shopping. It was a win-win. ‘Me and Drew?’ I tried another laugh, this time managing a much more convincing noise. ‘No!’ She shot me a dubious glance. ‘Seriously,’ I protested. ‘It’s not like that, honestly. We’ve been friends for years. Just friends, okay?’ ‘Friends?’ I nodded, surprised to hear something approaching disappointment in her tone. ‘Drew and me—we could never have that kind of relationship,’ I explained, struggling to keep my words light as the reality of that statement started dragging at my chest. ‘It.