What? My baby sister? How did she even know? Had I managed to ring my bell?“Sorry to wake you up,” I croaked.“Want a drink of water?” she aske.... I nodded. She held my water bottle to my lips so I could sip through the straw. “I just woke up and Em was snoring. I think she got stoned last night. I just thought I’d come check on you.”“What do you know about being stoned?”“Puh-leeze, J. I’m eight years old. I’m not a baby. Third grade is a hell-hole. The no-smoking rules only apply to tobacco.. By now I could feel the heat emanating from my own cheeks as I began to blush back ‘Eleanor, what ever you need or want just ask. It will never leave this room I promise you.’ I felt really bad now because she was going through such an intense emotional dilemma and it was all because of me. She grabbed my face in her cum covered hand and got a serious look on her face. ‘I need to see your … ahh… um… cock, I mean I don’t wanna be unfaithful but I want …. I need something now.’ I nodded and. The driver took all our luggage from the car and kept it on the door of the bungalow.My dad took all the pieces of luggage inside.As soon as we enter the house, a woman came with the glasses of lemon water.My father introduced her as Kamala.Kamala looked at mom and said smilingly-“Sahab…your wife is more beautiful than I imagined…”.My mom smiled hearing this.My dad ignored that and asked us-“How was the journey?”My grandfather-“you don’t talk about that…why did not you come to the station to. "Brrrrrr!" Tim said as he involuntarily shivered at the taste of the horrid stuff. Then, astonishingly, he said, "Goo-oo-ood!" as he smiled at me and watched me intently while I sucked the remaining drops of life out of my lime."Time for another!" Jack said almost immediately, and we repeated the same awful ritual again. After our third shot of tequila, a lit joint began to make its way down the bar towards us. Tim received it first and took a deep drag on it, holding the smoke down in his.