I was the ‘good girl’ in school, he was the ‘bad boy.’ And, oh, how I am attracted to bad boys! He was taller than most guys in middle school ...ut with a muscular, stocky build. He was on the wrestling team, which helped fuel some of the fantasies I had of him pinning me down. He had straight brown hair styled in a crew cut, which framed his face just right. I adored those features from across the room, but I was mesmerized by something else. I was pulled into his piercing deep green eyes. God,. I was feeling sorry for her and I told her that give me call if she need me for any help. We use to talk every day as we got a habit to speak to each other as our day would not go well if we don’t speak.One day while talking in after noon I just told her that I got headache and feeling like having tea but there is no one available around to sit in my shop so that I can go home and have tea. She told me not to worry as she will bring the tea, soon in like 10 min time she came to my shop with tea. I'm sorry." "You will be. And you will address me as sir. Turn around and bend over NOW!"Fear turned to anger. "I will not flash my cunt to a perverted stranger, and I will not call you sir. Let me go now."A half smile crossed his face. "I hoped that would be your response. Now I can do it the fun way. Joe - you know what to do. Joe got out of a chair in the corner - she hadn't noticed him there - and quickly crossed the room towards her. Seizing her round the waist with one large arm, he half. Got it?” “Ok. Understood. Consider the conversation forgotten. But just for the record. If my sister is a lesbian or bi, I’m ok with it. I still love her. Or anyone for that matter. I’d love them just the same, regardless of their sexual orientation.” She cracked a smile. “You’re such an idiot, Sketch.” “But I’m your idiot.” “And don’t you forget it.” We were just cuddling together, enjoying our closeness when someone tapped me on the shoulder. “Hey Tammy. Anna.” My sister was standing tall in.