I told you Maurice was only friends with his money.''Never mind, it was worth a try. Actually, the wedding is one of the two reasons I called you.'�...'Yeah?''Well, the thing is ... How do I put this? I need a best man. And you're still the best man I know. What d'you say?''Matt, I'd be honoured. But are you sure?''Sure as anything. Come on, it won't be right if you're not at my side.''Okay, I'll do it. And I'll give you a stag night you'll never forget.''Make that a stag weekend. Amsterdam. Bob thanks us for wasting an hour of our lives we'll never get back and the room fills with the soft clicks of closing laptops and the sc**** of chairs. Mitch comes around the table. I take a sip."You got a few minutes boss?" Mitch inquires. He sounds nervous."Only if you quit calling me boss," I snap. I regret it when his face falls. "Look k**, I know you're busting your hump but you aren't getting paid. You are an unpaid intern for christ sake, no one can claim to be your boss. You don't. Baccha bohot khush hokar bahar bhag gaya. Meera tea lekar aayi usne nighty pehni hui thi. Usmain se uske boobs open dikh rahe the.Tea dene ke bbkarn jaisehi woh niche jhuki maine uske ball masalna chalu kar diye. Use apne god main bithaya or dono ne milkar tea liya.Tea khatam hote hi maine use uthaya or smootch karte karte bedroom main le gaya.Use bed par litaya or smootch karta raha,kariban 10-15 min tak hamne deep smootch kiya.Woh pagal hoti ja rahi thi.Maine uska nighty utara usne bra nahi. I followed them and told Karl where to lay Chris down, and Karl even helped me take Chris’s shoes and shorts off to make him more comfortable. I remember thinking how totally insane it was that I was with two guys in Chris’s tent…the same tent I had just given Chris a blowjob in hours before. Once we put Chris into the sleeping bag…we smiled and laughed together at how awkward the situation was, but I could feel myself wanting to get close to Karl…wanting to kiss him. He smiled and just sat.