Let’s go eat and find out if Andrew is one of us.” Andrew said, “Just who is ‘us’?” Donnie said, “Why, the next generation, of course. L...t’s go.” Andrew’s Story ‘The next generation’, what the heck is that supposed to mean? These girls play their little word games, wanting to see how I respond. They bait me just for the fun of it. I’ll play. I don’t mind playing their games. But something tells me this is more than a game. ‘The next generation’: I guess I’m supposed to infer something from. Phir bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer jaldi karo varna koi aa jayega ab yeh ekdam taiyar hay apna cock iski pussy may dalo. ab bhabhi bhi puri tarah nude thi or wo bhi apni pussy may fingring kar rahi thi or apni sister ko bol rahi thi ki chato meri pussy ko tumharay jiju to isko chatey hi nahi hay yeh muje bahut paresan karti hay to may nay bhabhi ko kaha ki tumhay jab bhi apni pussy or sare badan ko chatvana ho to muje yaad karlay na may aapkay sare badan ko massage or chatunga.To woli ha zaror may. So, I quickly went into my room, took off all my clothes along with my saree and put on a flimsy nighty. Then I went again to the bathroom. There was a bewildering look on his face after he saw me in my dress. I just smiled at him and said ‘I don’t want my clothes to get wet Sathish, if you know what I mean’. He just smiled and nodded his head when he heard I said that. Then I opened the tap to fill the bath tub. Then I asked Sathish to take off his pants and leave only his underwear on. ‘Its. I’m a man of few words; a Hemingway character. Right then, I remembered that she wasn’t going to read the text any time soon. She was either in her studio painting (an activity for which she left her phone turned off), or she was out with Rachel and Sam on their once a week Bloody Mary outing. Yeah, probably the later. She was probably shitfaced already. Then she would go home, sleep it off, wake up and paint.The minivan disappeared down the road. I watched it go and thought, sure, I’d bang a.