Jab mai bathroom se bahar aaya to maa bed pe baithee hui thi mai maa k pass gaya aur unhe aapne pass khich liya mujhe maa ko hug karna tha hum 1 dusre...ko kas k hug karne lage maa mujhe se lipat k baate karne lagi maa ne kaha “I LOVE U MERE RAJA MAI TUMHRE PAAS AAKAR KITNA SUKUN MEHSUS KARTI HU ” maa ki ye baat sun k mai khush hua k maa mere sath abhi khush rehne lagi hai phir maine maa ki ankho mai dekha aur unhe kiss karne laga maa mere lips ko katne lagee mai us karan aur pagal ho raha tha. But they had managed with me. I have a little stack of contact numbers from about 20 guys. Slipped to me surreptitiously. Although most of them were kidding themselves if they thought their women were clueless.Vanessa had her share of numbers too. More than her share. Giggling, we cross-checked them one night. A lot of duplicates. No real surprise there. I saved both stacks. Not for followup romances. Just because the names told me a little bit more about the passengers. Might be useful intel. Then she said that she was loving me from the first time when she saw me in the college, when I was sticked to her beauty and that’s why she always wanted to interact with me but she was senior and I am junior that’s why she have no dare to tell me Publicly as if her friends or any other came to know that it will be bad to both of us in the college that’s why she interacted as a she was ragging me after listening those words from a most beautiful girl who can wait for a second to think of that. The drinks are going down like water now and the buzz gets stronger within us. Last call is coming soon and the tables are tilting as we have won most of the games, but due to the alcohol, we are slowly descending. The two young men are egging us on and the trash talk becomes more aggressive as they're comments become more obscene about your body and what they would do. We are about to wrap it up when they offer one last bet. No holds barred, all in or nothing. We win, they pay for our hotel.