“I’ve looked at enough entrails and organs to last me a lifetime. Yuck! I still smell like formaldehyde.”“Mmm. I think you smell delicious. I�...�d love to taste you,” I whispered in her ear. She squinched her shoulder toward her ear.“We have all summer. Better pay attention to our girlfriends.”“Do you really have to leave tomorrow?” Joan asked Beca. She was holding our smallest girlfriend’s hand and Beca was crying on her shoulder.“Y-yes. I need to go. And Mom bought our tickets all the way back. Pleasures made that much sweeter because they reeked of sin. Fun sin. Sin that meant no harm nor sought any special gain.Who said that sex wasn't dirty unless you did it right? They were wrong. Last night everything went perfectly with the guys and she didn't feel one bit dirty. The harmless showing of herself to the fellows at the restaurant made her juices flow. Probably because their reactions reaffirmed she was sexually attractive. Does that confirm a basic insecurity? Screw it. Like. ”“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?”“When, and if, I can. It’s complicated.”Gina laughed, “She’s a damned surgeon. A trauma surgeon. It’s either career or ego or both.”“Both,” I sighed.“Every fucking surgeon is a damned prima donna and thinks they walk on water! It gets VERY tiring. That’s why I opted for internal medicine. We only think we’re demi-gods!”I laughed, “Only?”“Only. Let’s run!”We did our usual run, and then I headed home for my shower and breakfast. I was happy to see. . sach mai 2 peg mai main sab bhul gaye n chakkar jaisa lagne laga or Rohan ko kaha tum v yahi so jao toh wo bola ok but mai daru khatam karke ata ho Maine kaha jaldi a jana , or fir mai dress change karne lag gaye or apna night suit phen liya , daaru ki wajha se mujhe masti si chad rahe or Khush v thi ki Rohan ke sath soyogi aj , tabhi Rohan ne room knock kiya or Maine ander ane ko bola but bahut Nashe mai lag raha tha wo bed pe ake let giya or mujhe v kaha chal soja ab gud nyt , Maine v kaha.