They asked me –Bhabi – what are you doing here?I said – I am watching the rain as I am feeling bored sitting here on steps.” Bored? come on �... newly married and bored?Yeah – He is always busy and on tours. I am always lonely. I cannot go to movies – now that I am married. I cannot wear jeans or skirts only sarees and it is like a jail. so what else to do but sit here and pass timeThe two guys sat on the steps with meBhabi – don’t worry. Become our friend and you will never be bored. We have. That was not a fuck of love, but rather a fuck of lust by the both of us.After a brief period of respite, I made love to Carmen. The kind of love that a man and woman have then they are deeply in love. But I knew making love to Carmen was a one-off thing, as she truly loved Marcus.Over the next year, Carmen and I kept our affair going even though she was having serous bouts of guilt. Some guilt bothered me as well, but when I was alone with Carmen, the quilt vanished and total lust overcome. He took special note of the rising color on her cheeks and neck. Without a second thought, he reached out and grabbed her wrist before she could take too many steps. Gabriella looked back at him with wide eyes and the color of her skin flushed a deeper shade of red. She couldn’t shake his possessive grip if she’d wanted to do so. ‘You smell good enough to eat, Little One.’ Aidan whispered just barely loud enough to be heard over the growing crowd. Gabriella stared up into his eyes, breathing. "You've already won." You know what I mean. My body isn't the price for a date with you." It never was. You haven't even said that you will go on a date with me, much less that you would put out for the privilege." He had a point, but he hadn't been supposed to be talking back.We had parted with nothing resolved. I had entered more honestly into the school social life, although it had been rather late for that. I had discovered that I didn't like kissing or petting with other boys, and that.