Ross was there, his usual animated self, and he handed me a cold water casually, as though me and the other three guys weren't completely naked and ha...n't just fucked his wife. He was used to it, but it was still a little odd, for me anyway. I have no idea how he dealt with this arrangement despite his having explained it a number of times. I opened the water and took a long pull, trying to imagine being married to a slut like Bonnie. But the thought lasted only a second. I hadn't really given. ”I disconnected the call and looked at Burt.“Burt, this is going to be funny.”He smiled and I drove on.I pulled into the driveway of my good friend Roger Clown. We had known each other for years, I thought. But like they say, you learn something new every day. When I stopped and killed the motor I took a deep breath.“Mick, old bud, you OK?”“Yeah man. I guess it’s just starting to sink in. She fucked Roger.”“And the others.”“Yeah, and the others.”“Come on, let’s get my stuff and you can thank. Hope you guys enjoy them.Cheers. About me I’m a normal guy from Delhi with a 5-inch tool and the lady in the story is Sonia who is a nice lady with big tits of 36B size and waist of 34 size, nice little chubby lady with a bit of dusky complexion. We got to know each other through Tinder.We started talking on Tinder for a while and then exchanged numbers for Whatsapp and got to know more about her, which included that she’s 39 years old divorced lady from Dehradun. She has her own boutique there. And you love your family, much as you hate them.”She knew that feeling. Lenny and George earned a smile out of her, no matter how hard she tried to suppress it, and she looked away to the pack hanging out in the corner. They had cut her up and gave her a night of pain and agony she’d never forget, but at least things were looking up. Relatively.“W-What time ... is it?” she said.“Half an hour till sunrise,” Matt said. “Basement here should keep you out of sunlight.”A basement? A far cry from her.