They were all wearing similar T-shirts. I turned and hugged each of them as best I could in the confines of the car then Peter drove us all home.Chapt...r 2: The PartyThe heavy drapes had been drawn in the living room and the low lighting was indirect. The table was loaded with food which surrounded a large cake with 21 candles. There was a good selection of drinks stacked up, including a case of my favourite wine: how much did they expect me to drink, for goodness sake? But the twins had done us. It may have been for a minute. It could have been an hour. “Laura.” It was Paul’s voice, soft, quiet and somewhere close. “Tiny Tim has asked if he can have some time with you, without me or anyone else in the room.” I knew Paul would not even ask if he felt that I was at any sort of risk, and his voice was calm. “I’ve said yes, but only if you agree.” My immediate thought was I’d get fucked one more time and increase the chance of getting pregnant. “Yes,” I agreed, “Of course, but if I’m. Komola assured her that she would take care of her devar. As we were roaming around the house after they left, My heart was pounding, thinking me alone with Komola. In the late afternoon, I needed some snacks. I was looking for her. I thought I would have a chance talk to her properly but, she was nowhere to be found. I thought she might have been shy of me and sleeping in her own house. I walked to the house. I did not make any noise and approached there. What I found was unbelievable. She was. The girl touched George on the arm as she hopped up to go see what she could do for the couple of middle-aged women who had just wandered in. She didn't even look guilty about trying to steal George.He struggled to his feet and I handed him my bag to cover his 'problem' with while I marched him out of the store. It wasn't until we were out in the corridor that he spoke up."You're not jealous, are you?" Not at all. Whatever gave you that idea?" You're zipper is stuck."I did a quick check and he.