Badey bhiya aur bhabhi room mein hi they unka room bhi chat par hi tha. Raat ko mujhey machhar katney lagey main pereshan hokar bhiya ke room ko knock...kiya bhiya uhtey aur unhoney poocha kya baat hai. Mainey kaha machar kata rahein hain bhiya ne kha ajao andar so jao. Main bhabhi ke paasja kar so gayee. Pehle bhiya bahar jaakar soney lagey bhabhi boli ab kyun kisi ko paresahn karoge double bed par teeno so jayenege. Room mein sofa bhi tha main boli aap aram se so jaiye main sofe par so jaati. Our house was quite large, ok, it was fucking huge, with a long rolling garden that only ended where the beach began, dad had bought it when he and mum were first married, they'd struggled for years with the mortgage, but dad had fought his way to the very top in his company and he'd reaped the rewards, the house was long since paid for and he'd refused several offers from the borough council to buy back the only section of private beach on the whole sea front.It wasn't fenced off but only. Phar mera baaki tha meine apni speed jaari rakhi tab tak woh 2 baar jhad chuki thi karib 40 min ke session ke baad woh boli ke kuch kha kar aaye ho kya ya stamina itna hain tumhara meine kahan agar main jhad gaya poora mazaaa chala jayega isliye control kar rakha hain parAb ho nahin raha maine usse kahan ki main jhadne wala hoon usne kahan mujhe tumhara paani chahiye ander hi daal do meine apni speed badhayi pure bedroom mein pach pach ki aawazeen aane lagi woh bolne lagi jorse aaj phaad do is. It was hard not to look down, but even harder to look into Carly's eyes. Looking into those brown eyes was like looking into a sea of guilt and shame, two emotions Sam was never very comfortable with."What did Spencer say?" It was almost a whisper, nearly inaudible over the sound of the shower."We didn't have to go to school today." Sam stepped closer, hesitated briefly and stepped under the shower with Carly to turn it off. Wet clothes were a small price to pay. "Come on. You're going to have.