Wo mere ghar ke theek bagal me rahti thi,or uska kitchen mere room ke theek saamne tha, wo khana banate waqt mujhe dekhti rahti thi or main use, main ...o use dekh dekh kar hi kitni baar muth maarta tha,meri bahan pooja ki dosti thi neetu se or pooja uske ghar hamesha aate jate rahti thi. Maine pooja ko kaha ki mujhe neetu pasand hai kuch chakkar chala do, to pooja ne kaha kosis karti hoon or pooja ne mere bare me baaten karni suru kar di neetu se, udhar neetu ne v mere liye apna pyar jataya, or. ” My arms are shaking now. Is it the revelation or the memory? I’m stopping here. No way am I going to tell her how hard I came that morning, how I couldn’t sit down for the rest of the weekend. How I came even harder when he did me up the arse that night, hips slapping deliciously against my striped, punished cheeks as he pumped. Nice girls don’t….no, I’m not telling her this. She’s not getting everything. I’ll keep that thing about having my nipples bitten hard to myself. I can’t speak. "I swear, every time I see you you're a little bigger and a little more solid than you were before; maybe I should hire you as a bouncer instead of a waitress. And what's this?"He held her left hand and smiled."You got married? I assume the lucky guy is that John you were telling me about. Congratulations, my dear. There are going to be a lot of broken hearts sitting at this bar when they spot that ring on your finger."Over the next two and a half months, Katie learned the bar business from the. The figure continued to circle around the booth as tears streamed down her face.“Please, I didn’t see anything. Please, just let me out. I won’t horn the coppers, I’ll just leave you alone. I swear.”If the figure could hear her, it didn’t let it show. It stepped back a second and pulled something out of a bag attached to its hip before coming forward once more and placing a hand against the window. As Joyce cried in fear and begged to be let go, the figure placed their object on the ground.