”“Just did.”“You know fuck all about me.”“I know enough to know that you’re scum.”“Call me that again and I’ll bang you out, mate....��“Yeah, right. You and whose army?“I can have you, no probs.”“Yeah, course you can.”“I’ll spark you out if you don’t do one.”“Oh look at that. I’m shaking like a leaf.”“You don’t scare me, you fucking queer.”“Stop being a prick and just take your top off.”“You just call me a prick?”“Yeah. Coz you are one.”“Yeah. Well, takes one to know one.”I’ve had enough of this. "Finish your breakfast!" said Valerie stridently. "No more talk about underwear. If you miss the bus I'll have to take you, and I have work to do!"They did as they were told, but we'd cut it too thin. The bus was pulling away from the stop three houses down as the kids ran out the door. Valerie sighed, but the kids were happy to ride in their new car.That left me alone in the house.To plot my revenge.I thought about probably a dozen things I could do. Then I decided that most people would. 1 din uska 1 flirt msg aya aur maine jawab ma flirt msg kar dia. maine jo msg kiya tha wo flirt k sath sath sexy b tha agar koi gahrai ma j k us ka matlab nikalta. us din poora din main darta raha k wo kisi ko bata na day . but thank God k aisa kuch b nahi hoa aur aglay din us ka 1 aur flirt msg aya maine bilkul waisa hi msg reply me forward kar dia.hori dair baad us ka msg aya “boring sms”. aur mujhay laga k main us k slim badan ko chhunay ki apni bohat purani khahish k qareeb pohnch gaya. After my initial reaction of shock and surprise, I didn't know quite what to think about this discovery about my macho brother. It seemed so weird and disturbing to get a window into the kinky things that turned him on and it was certainly something that I had never really thought about too much before, these men who could pass successfully as hot and sexy women yet beneath their skirts still held onto that one strong aspect of masculinity. Although it started out just seeming weird, I was.