Phir hamari conversation start huiMe-how are youShe -im fine what about youMe-all wellEse hi ham thodi der bat karte rahe then she sendShe-acha tum ua...din prachi ko kyu dekh rahe the….Maine socha vah yeh to khud hi meri bat par aagyiMe-kon prachi (mai esa janke bol raha tha kyu ki mai chata tha ki vo yeh na samje ki mai prachi ke liye us se bat kar raha hu)She-are jo hamari made hai..Me-acha vo tumhari made hai leken vo to pure time yahi rehti haiShe-ha use hum full time made pe laye hai vo. That's very disrespectful to us, and I will not stand for it." Okay. I'm sorry, Dad." It's okay. Believe it or not, I was young once, too, and having my parents home was really damned inconvenient at times. Oh, and for God's sake, do not tell your mother, and do not be so stupid as to let her find out! Please!"I nodded. "We won't." Okay. Thanks for being honest with me, Damon. Now we better go back and see how your sister is doing."The reality of the situation came crashing back down on me, and. He sat there looking up at his young mistress soulfully. She was finding it hard to concentrate on her schoolwork suddenly, probably due to the multiple indecent thoughts crowding-in upon her. She had to admit to a certain curiosity. Whilst the tongued eccentricities of her beloved pet were hardly the virginal pursuits of a young lady, she could not deny the momentary arousal his unwarranted attentions had bequeathed her that morning. Quite without thought for the consequences, she. I accepted his invitation and told Jon I’d be bringing two dates. He asked if there was a story there, and I laughed and said ‘Oh, yes.’ Tell you when we meet.Saturday, we were at Pam’s house for the weekend. Trish and Pam spent an inordinate amount of time getting ready to go to the casual event, fussing over their hair, which outfit to wear, shoes, and then over the dishes they’d decided to bring as part of the ‘informal’ cookout – potato salad and a key lime pie. I planned to bring wine.We.