Teri ma to sahi mein randi nikali banane wala bhi tera bap hi hai. Kash koi mujhe bhi aisa pati mil jaye to main bhi tere ma ki tarah khub randibaji k...rungi.Uske bato ne mujhe gussa dila diya tha. Maine usko khada kiya aur bolaAniket- Tujhe randi banane ka bahot shauk hai na aj main tujhe aisa chodunga ki tu rone lagegi.Monika – Try kar le, main kabhi nahi roi aur roungi bhi nahi.Mera gussa ab limit cross kar gaya tha. Maine uske bal pakade aur bola ab to tu gai aur uske kapade fad dale aur. I had on a pair of khaki pants and a striped knit shirt. "Well, what am I supposed to wear?" Something better!" Like what? I don't know what else to wear," which was true; unlike most times, I wasn't just being a dick to annoy her.Sharon face turned almost purple with frustration, and she grunted out some squeezed, tortured sound. Then she reached out and grabbed my wrist and started pulling me after her as she charged up the stairs, past Mom, and up the next flight to our bedrooms. I managed. And there was still the issue of my room and my bed being co-opted.There was about four weeks of school ahead of us before summer break, and I was in full study mode, boning up for my final tests. Even though school was an uncomfortable place for me, I knew I had to succeed, and I was one of those kids who would accept nothing less than straight A’s. The next year I’d be in high school and seriously competing for scholarships, and I planned to hit the ground running to win the best one being. Finally I was to have alittle bit of plastic surgery to remove a bump in my nose, raise mycheekbones slightly and some lip fillers for a bit more of a sexy andpouty look.After a few weeks of recovery I was ready to leave the hospital andSam and Carla came to get me. They were stunned at how sexy andgorgeous I was looking and Sam even commented to a friendly punch fromCarla that I was now the sexiest girl in the house.After a few more weeks recovery at home where I was pampered by mymaster and.