‘Let’s go take a shower,’ she announced. I think my dick grew two inches at her words. I had to almost physically restrain myself to not jump up... I rose as slowly as I could make myself and grabbed two towels from the shelf. Patrice grabbed her bag. I looked questioningly at her. ‘I have something special to wear for you,’ she explained, smiling slyly. I raised my eyebrows. Without speaking another word, she tugged on my hand and led me towards the showers. As we walked through the bunkhouse, I. Just to see her again would be enough. He saw something moving ahead of him. Was it her?“There you are. About fucking time. I don’t have time for this fucking hide and seek shit.”“Who are you?”He had now noticed that this was some dress-up guy acting like the Grim Reaper. Maybe he was closer to society than he thought?“Bill. Here to collect your soul because you’re dead. Now get moving, fucknugget.”“Fucknugget? I’ll have you know I’m Johnny Lewis Oser. I will not have you calling me names and. Well I am a Maharashtraian guy and she is a Gujrathi. We become friend through a common friend and our bound turned much closed and we started to treat each other as brother and sister our parents know about our relation as brother and sister and last 4 year she is tying me rakhi. We share everything between. Let me start the story and these incidents happen in my life few months before. I use to meet my sister Diya every day and we use to go to each other home regularly. Not being a blood. Hope that builds up a good picture this is how the day started. __________________________________________________________________________________ it was mid march. we were having a BBQ mum invited lisa and a few others i was woken by mum saying i had to hurry up and get ready as people were coming round. i was tired so i stayed in bed and as i sleep naked new i couldnt get up yet as i had morning wood and mum would have seen. it wouldnt have bothered her but i get horny easy when mum is dolled.