In the middle was my husband still naked lying face down with a pool of blood around his head. In-between my husband and my son was a baseball bat. Up...n my falling on the floor my son got up and made his way over to me. He picked me up and took off his T-shirt and tried to cover my naked chest the best he could without touching me. He then looked me in my glazed over eyes and stuttered out, Mmmom, I-iiii had to, he waas going to raaahape her. Im soooorry Mom, I dddidnnt mean to kkkill him. I. ”She took a breath and held it. Then she let it out in a sigh.“You did that on purpose ... just to get me to stop crying.”“It worked.” He grinned. “And before you start in again, feeling all sorry for yourself, just remember that I love you, and Jennifer loves you, and we both want you to be happy and I want both of you to be happy, and I presume you want Jennifer and I to be happy, so it all works out. Now. Could I ask you a question please?”“What?” she said.“Sleeping with Jennifer was really. This my first story so if I go wrong anywhere or do some silly mistake please forgive me .Let’s begin the story I am MJ from Mumbai doing my engineering in MumbaiThis story took place with me just a few months before when I got shifted to new place ,new society and new flat my brand new 1 bhk flat which my dad purchased for me ,so I was alone in this very big flat, everyone knows that when a boy gets shifted to a new place the first thing he do is start searching for beautiful heavenly females. She wanted to meet forlunch later next week, and said he could call her anytime, and he saidshe could do the same. When they hugged goodbye, he realized he wantedto kiss her, but her body language reminded him that it would neverhappen.Not until he was a man again.* * * * *The latest choices drawn by the sorority sisters were the worst yet. Hecould pick heels, which means no more boy shoes for him, or even flats.He'd always have to wear strappy sandals, pumps, and the like, exceptwhen.