Having you about was like having a brother," she said, grinning at me again.I'm not sure what expression came on my face, but Billie must have read a ...ot more from it than I intended."Oh, shit, you didn't, did you? Christ, that was almost incest! -- Oh damn, now I'm jealous of my newest best friend. How come you never took me into your bed?" It's nothing of the kind, Billie. I'm no relation to Millie." You might not be but I told you she's like a sister to me now. And you bedded her. How many. I : Please yaar don’t do that on road, I will not be able to control and will start by taking you in those bushes.She : What?I : Whatever you desire…She gave a smile and asked me to continue the ride… we then went in to a Hotel… (Would not disclose the name of Hotel) wherein he took photocopy of my Photo ID proof and wrote with the pencil the details which could be sensed that this is a hotel which is professionally used for all this kind of couple.We then entered the room.She : How do you know. "This is exactly the reason why you should be wearing them, Sarah," said Jess, not unkindly. "Those shorts are worn to protect your delicate skin and also, may I say, to protect your modesty should a sudden gust of wind blow your skirt up." Jess was smiling when she said it and she was glad to see Sarah smiling too through her tears. "We don't want any passing boys seeing you in your underwear. You know what they can be like. Whistling and cheering. The little devils"."I'm really sorry Miss. There where candles flickering on the dresser giving the room a soft glow. The bed was turned down, showing the freshly cleaned sheets and at the foot of the bed, the fluffy blanket was folded, ready to be pulled up, wrapping the recipient in its soft warmth. The pillows were piled at the head of the bed, clean and fresh, ready to rest her head on. She looked into the floor length mirror, tightening the belt on her dark purple satin robe, again wondering if she was doing the right thing. It's.