It’s a story that happened when I was in my college’s final year and came across my crazy ex during my birthday party.Coming to the story,, during...my third year. I was part of organizing various cultural activities for my college. That’s when I met Naqiyah. She was a tall, dusky-complexed girl with stats about 32-28-32. She had that majestic glow on her face and was very friendly with everyone.During one of the events, we started talking and were dating for about 2-3 months. We used to have fun. ."No one could speak. And for a second, the room seemed to deafen with the silence. I had, at least, managed to try and cover my breasts, my arms crisscrossed to each of the opposite hand. Jennifer had hardly reacted as our stepdad, the only dad we had ever known, tried to make sense of the situation and what he should do with the two naked teenage girls in front of him.Somehow, my older sister managed somehow to compose herself, even without clothing, standing up place herself between me and. ’”Lana started over. “The dog has left the kennel.”“Bob,” said the one in charge, turning again to his compatriot, “our vetting process appears to be in need of remediation.”She stood up. “‘s not my fuckin’ fault --”“Shut up, Bob,” he said.She grabbed the lapels of his suit, forcing him to look at her. She was smaller than he, but strong enough. A soft click told her the other Bob’s gun was pointed at her head. She didn’t care.“Listen shithead, th’ knives didn’t work. I got him an’ he barely. They stood beside their girls in the elevator for the long ride up to the top of the Hancock, each with hidden hands stroking well-shaped rumps appreciatively. Both girls exhibited wide smiles as the elevator ascended, creatively jutting their butts out for closer digital inspection. Needless to say, Josh and Tito were also grinning.They ended up seated at a table right at the edge of the glass-enclosed, slowly revolving restaurant. As they sipped their drinks and chatted, Josh was somewhat.