Whatever. I know this – I hate shopping and I’ll never ever, not in a hundred years, understand how anyone can possibly enjoy time spent in Tesco�...�s. So what am I doing with a Tesco’s bag in one hand and a Thresher’s bag in the other? Well you already know about the caffeine shortage. Steve loses all his superpowers without at least one cup of double strength Nescafe an hour. Then there’s the washing powder. When a pretty girl commandeers your kitchen to cook you dinner, you put clean sheets on. Main bhi dheere dheere garam hone lagi kyu ki main bhi bahut din se chudi nahi thi aur wo meri chuchi ko dabane lage aur wo meri chuchi ko nighty ke upar se hi daba rahe the aur mujhe kiss kar rahe the aur mere honthon ko chus rahe the. Mujhe bhi accha lag raha tha aur main bhi uncle ko kiss karne lagi aur hum dono log ek dusre ko kiss karne lage. Uncle meri nighty ko nikal diye main bra nahi pahani thi aur main penty me ho gayi aur main bahut gori hu mere gore jism ko dekh uncle mere body ko. Perhaps it was her hormones adjusting now she was no longer on the pill.She ended her call and stared out of the window at the girls in the street as Richard drove her past. They didn’t look too warm. Perhaps she had foolishly overdressed? Yes, that must be it.Cindy inspected her clothes; the tiny skirt and high heels framing her bare legs – she hadn’t even considered wearing stockings. There was her tight-fitting vest top too; she was wearing so few clothes that there was little she could. The next visit was on a Friday afternoon. She didn’t bother with social media or messaging. She phoned me. In the background I heard lots of noise; Molly was on the brink of tears. She wanted to study for Monday’s exam. Those ‘damn extroverts’ were having a birthday party for one of their more popular friends.Thirty minutes later, Molly was at my door wearing a backpack. I set her up on the breakfast table, where she studied her material in peace and quiet. I converted the sofa into the bed..