And Phil wasn’t an idiot. Phil knew what Tom and Jerry had gotten us to do. He’d seen part of it, and heard the rest in multiple interviews. I’m...not an idiot, either. The fact that he went to the lengths he’d been going to, to date my sister convinced me Phil had a kinky side, too.But I didn’t think he was so kinky that if things got serious with Val, he’d let what I’m sure he thought was going on between us (and which was going on between us) just go happily on. I know I was jealous as hell. My cock sprang up, it looked like I was trying hide a hammer in my fly. She noticed my honest salute to her beauty, she giggled a little. She looked great and she knew that. Despite herself, she was pleased with my present. I did not press it anymore and went back to washroom (later I learned she knew from my grunts that I was masturbating and that made her very horny, she knew one day soon we will have sex, the day was sooner than she thought). Later she served me a typical Bengali lunch. Fish. “What type of fish is this?” asked Amy.“Carp or more specifically Asian Carp,” said Doug.After seeing what could be said was a shocked look on both their faces Doug explained more about the fish and went on to tell about the loan he gave to Brian. He mentioned the recent phone call he had with Brian in which he said he has been successful in having a large grocery store chain carry smoked Asians. He is now in talks with a restaurant chain for them to be offering a fish spread made with this. Ron knew everything about the way I felt being the ‘girl’ in the relationship. We didn’t understand what all was going on yet but enough to know that – in my ‘place’ – I was also being submissive to him. I had already made him pretty mad twice. Spanking wasn’t taboo back then, it was used and openly talked about. Ron had bared my little backside twice, put me over his lap and given me two damned good spankings. Both had been until I was in tears but – we made up later. I knew it aroused him to.