There, one middle-aged ugly looking man, was sitting and stroking. He smiled at me and winked like trying to tell me something.I asked, “kya hua” ...hat happened. He said, “there is a man fucking a randi (whore)”I knew who they were but I acted calm and asked, “why are you telling me?”.He said, “let both of us also fuck her”. I said, “I don’t like to fuck a randi, you go and fuck if you want”. The reason behind was that the muslim guy may recognize me and that can cause damage to both of us and. "You're having far too muchfun..." You love it really," dad chuckles, tossing my pillow back to me."Breakfast will be ready in five minutes. Unless you prefer cold toast,anyway." I'll be right down," I sigh as I lay back down, before allowing myself aquiet chuckle and swinging my tired legs out of my bed. As much as I hateto admit it, dad IS right- his teasing might be annoying (and slightlyinappropriate for a father and his daughter) but I wouldn't exchange itfor the world for one important. This had long been one of Amy's deepest fantasies, the one she didn't talk about. To be double teamed by two men. Unfortunately, to make that reality, it meant bringing another man into the bedroom, which she had never wanted to do. Her husband was more than enough for her sexually, but still the fantasy part of it was always there and secretly exciting to her. Amy had always wanted to experience this just once though and she couldn't believe that her husband was now allowing her to explore. "It was chaos," I continued. "I am slowly shrinking the breadth and scope of several facets of my family's holdings. To shrink them quickly would create the same results that we have already seen. But I am increasing my investments into small business ventures and real estate holdings. I pay market prices and I charge the Federal Reserve prime lending rate for interest on the loans I make."Truly, I would like nothing more than to rid myself of some of the assets I inherited. They are.