What are your plans?Reshma: No plans ma, I’ll be bored because I’ll be alone for two days.Renu: I have an idea. Why don’t you stay with me and A...to till they come just lock the house and come here?Reshma: No Renu. You are a married couple I don’t want to interrupt you both.Renu: Please I insist. I don’t want you to stay alone there and get bored at least if you stay with us you’ll pass time talking.Reshma: Alright then. I’ll lock the house and come here for two days.So Reshma went to her house. ”In fact, it seemed both fairer, and closer to where I wanted things to end up, than having only one of us strip.When two fours came up, it was almost a relief. Denise and I both stood. We walked to the center of the room, away from the table. I hooked my thumbs on the waistband of my briefs and my friend did the same.“Countdown to liftoff?” I said.Denise nodded.“3 … 2 … 1,” we counted together.Our underwear hit the floor at about the same time. My cock was standing out, so hard it almost. Thug #1: Shut up! Idiots! No such things as bomohs or black magic. There's a fatwa against that sort of thing. You want to burn in hell when you die?Thug #2: Oi, Johari. Suddenly you are ulamak? You are the last one who could be a religious expert. You think you big shot because boss put you in charge, ah? Get a little power; then grow big head."Thug #3: Enough, Johari. Don't be hasty. Don't make fun of black magic. Black magic is real. Think before talk."Thug #2: Oi, oi, they approach.Cleo and. He seemed a lot friendlier than Margie had been."Brian. Good to see you. I assume you want to talk about Darla." Bob, I talked to Margie this morning, and she refused to tell me what was going on. You have to let me know, man-to-man, with no bullshit." I liked Bob because he was blue collar like myself, but if he tried to jerk me around, I knew I would get pissed."Brian, I usually tune Margie out when she starts in with the work gossip, but this much I do know. Darla has been messing around.