Shilpi told me that she wanted Ranbir to make her pregnant and I told her I will arrange it. While talking I pulled the nada of my friend’s shalwar ...nd pulled it down Shilpi stepped out of it and we both proceeded to shower. We did a lot of naughty things in shower but we were really preparing ourselves for Ranbir our big bad master. After shower I dressed in a see through black nighties and brassiere while Shilpi only pulled on a pink sweater. Since her breasts were relatively smaller she. A completely immoral fuckmachine with an inner compass that always led him to the direction where the sex stuff was happening. You really had to wonder how the hell he did it for so long.Four seperate girls all at the same time within a three year time span. None of them even found out until after he died, when they all met up pregnant during the funeral.Amazing how the bastard worked. You wished you had the same luck with women. Maybe not the same luck that got him killed though.It was the. The two tables would have made T if they weren’t separated for more seating. The chairs were a collection like he had never seen. No two chairs were the same. Gran Kennedy had told him they were collected from different airships, and Jake believed it. One of the benches at the children’s table was said to be from and old battleship her father had helped decommission.Dinner was always a lively event here. The family ate and talked. The noise level could be a little loud at times, but Gran would. ”“I don’t want you to just survive,” I said. “I want you to be happy.”Now there were tears in her eyes.“I’m so proud of you,” she said. Her voice quavered a bit.“For doing that?” I asked, astonished.Her laugh was both automatic and cathartic. I think it was because my response was so completely off the mark that she realized maybe I wasn’t so completely grown up, and that maybe she still had a little girl after all. I didn’t even get it until Uncle Bob covered his eyes with the web of his right.