And I'm sure my face was flushed. And she was watching me, smirking.And after I composed myself, she said again, "How big is your piece of chicken? I ...ant to know. You inferred something....."I answered, "Are you sure? You really want to know?"She nodded.And then I resigned myself that she wasn't going to give up. So pulled out cell phone, located a photo (full on erect) I had in a message from a previous girlfriend (she loved dick pics to be sent to her at inappropriate times so she could look. One night me and the boys where out at a strip club and i saw this real thick red bone who had almost the exact body frame as my girl just a little taller.I bought her a drink and asked do she do private shows and she said yes and gave me her number.That next weekend me and my girl was at home drinking and smoking getting a little freaky like we usually do when she said baby i want to suck some pussy.I told her i had this number of baby girl from the strip club so she said call her and see if. They never found any DNA, and since I couldn’t remember anything there was no telling who it was. Then Mom was offered the job in Texas a month later, and it seemed easier to leave that behind me ... until today.”“I’m so sorry ... Fuck...” I couldn’t look Donna in the eye as the reality of my recent actions hit home. “I ... I’m no better than whomever did that to you ... peeping, taking advantage. I’m so sorry.”“Don’t say that you dork.” She said lightly smacking me on the non-bruised side of. ” I said, “forget it.”“No, no. You have to say because you accused me that bhabhi is not listening to your problems.”I opened my smartphone and showed her the pictures of my friends with their girlfriends.“They all have lost virginity enjoying everything.” I said in a frustrated tone, for I was the unlucky person having no girl around me.“I told you I could help you.” She bit her lips wickedly. I understood the intention. She wanted to have sex with me and she was my brother’s wife.“Are you.