As I waited I turned and glanced at Cynthia. She and a guy sat across from each other with those big stupid coffee cups on the table top between them.... I’ve never understood why coffee shops or customers for that matter wanted those huge cups. Before you could drink all that coffee it would get cold and if you chugged it while it was hot, you’d break out in a sweat and have to run to the bathroom. Cynthia was talking to a man, in what looked like an agitated state. The guy gave her a smile and. ”“Why don’t you come back to my village with me.”“Won’t the villagers kill me?”“We have a tradition called Sanctuary,” I explained. “An outsider in need of help can stay in the village under the rules of Sanctuary if they have a sponsor who is prepared to guarantee their good behaviour. You’d get food and protection and a place to sleep while you work out what you want to do next. I’d be your sponsor.”Since I wasn’t married, I wasn’t sure I could swing that last part, but if I explained. Incidentally, there were very less crowd inside the hall as the movie was not new. Most of the seats were vacant. And then the movie began. The movie contained many sex scenes and very vulgar language too. We both were enjoying the scenes. But what I noticed that after sometime my brother’s hand was on my bare thighs as I was wearing short skirt.As the movie proceeds I noticed that his hand was traveling to my inner thighs and towards my pussy. I was enjoying too but I removed his hands as he. Then she started by saying you used to look like a kid back then now u are grown up I was in heaven hearing all this but I controlled my excitement and maintained my cool then I asked how did Abhishek come into the picture then she said he is my neighbour he used to come to my home daily and one day he proposed and I said no he kept on asking so I set him up with a girl was really sex driven in our building then I asked about you to him then I came to know your name and I told him that I like.