They get so fucking hot each time we kiss, they want to join us.”“Do you ever let them?”“We never have yet, but I really think they would.”�...�What about Aroya? Does she like to kiss girls or just boys?”“We kiss each other, and sometimes Isabel and Anitra just for fun, but neither of us date so we have only kissed girls.”“You don’t date at all?”“NO! We have never dated! Our Momma is a very strict, very devout Catholic. She is so fucking strict we only get to go places like the movies or a football. I will not get out of control I am sure. But no touching.’I was disappointed but agreed.She folded her hands and was looking at the TV watching music acting casual.Then I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans. I removed my t-shirt and went and stood in between her and the TV. She was acting casual and looking at me. Then I thought she is really a hard one so I dragged the chair in front of her and removed my jeans completely. She was a little surprised but did not say anything. She kept looking like. Last I heard, he had knocked the stupid bimbo up and they were making each other miserable. I reached the end of my street and turned onto Shaw and stopped in surprise. There was a naked man and woman not ten feet in front of me. St. Peters ghost, I gasped. It was Mark, that disgusting hound dog that drove poor Louise to her wits-end, and…Anastasia from across the street. Poor Stan. He was such a nice guy, shame his wife was some sort streakin hussy. Stop, Mark said and I froze. His words. Days passed by and I got closer and closer to her. Now, I don’t know why, I started to have strange feelings about her.Whenever I would be resting or sitting alone the thoughts of my bhabhi used to preoccupy my mind. Now thoughts of her beautiful smile, lovely body used to completely fill my brain. Initially I felt guilty for harboring such thoughts about my own bhabhi but later my feelings for her intensified. I realized that was in love with her and now I just thought about her lovely body,.