I hadn't even heatd it ring.It was Chuck, wanting to make sure that all they had to bring was a sweet. I told him they could come empty-handed and whe...ever they wanted. Looking at the kitchen clock I saw it was already just past noon."Weena?" We're upstairs." I forgot. Or did I tell you I told Chuck to bring a sweet?" You didn't tell me. But I guessed you had." 'Bonny Kate' — 'your reasons have been sharp'." That's not fair — two plays." OK. Which should I take back? Shrew or Love's Labour's. I sat back and looked at Brittany."Melinda and me?" she asked, giving the corner of her mouth a brief touch with her tongue.I shrugged.My sex life during graduate school resembled a Victorian dance. The women who got by the controlling females made it on my dance card. Realistically, it had been like that for quite a while, but after the Olympics, the rules of the game were publicly acknowledged by all. Rachel, Brittany, my mother, and even Marisa were playing their own game with the women. Ramya and I are cousins but we are very close to each other as the age gap between us is very less we used to share every damn thing.We used to share all kind of topics regarding friends, college, family etc etc. My sister was always on the modern side she used to wear jeans, tight tops, skirts, frock, etcRamya’s birthday is in mid summer and she comes to my house on her birthday for lunch as we stay in the same city. On her 16th birthday one of my family members passed away so Ramya’s parents. She’s close. My hand trailing back up her stomach, stopping between her breasts, holding her against the door frame. I hold her back as I push up again, lifting her once again to her tip toes. Her left hand grips a handful of hair as her right reaches behind her, grabbing the door frame for support. I feel her body tense as her honey start to flow and she lets out a hesitant cry of pleasure sending chills through my body. I try to catch every bit as it drips down, feeling some roll down my.