“Remember when I said make me your slut when we were fucking.” “Yes,” I answered, loving how her blue eyes looked into mine. I pushed her long...blonde hair away from her face thinking how beautiful she looked in the dim light. “I want you to know I’m not a slut. I just love to fuck like one, but I don’t give myself to every guy who wants me. I like to flirt and tease but I am very particular. No one gets me unless I like the guy. Like I said, I’m always in control.” “Well, thank you for saying. He wasn’t even late to the party and scored on Heather.It was a few weeks later when his sister’s friend passed him on the library steps. “Thank you,” she said, though he almost couldn’t hear her, and she darted up the steps.It was after dinner, him and his sister clearing the table. “Hey, Kar?”“Yeh?”“Your friend that those guys bugged. She told me thanks.”“Nora. Because you kicked their butts.”“She’s OK?”“Sure.”She’d probably be pretty when she got older. He hoped she’d seen him make his. Or suman apne 2chote bhai behan k sath ghr pe thi. Uske baap ne mujhe bola ki tum aaj mere ghr ruk jao koi bhi bada gents nhi h ye akele daregi ghr pe. Me toh khush ho gya pr jahir nhi kia or formally yes bol dia.Me ab poora khus tha mene ghr jakr kapde chnge kiye or ek half pant sath lekr nikal pada. Sham ko pahuchte hi suman ne chai dia or ussi bahane uske chucho k darshan ho gye pr mene control kiaa. Or jese hi raat huyi mene saare kapde kholkr half pant pehan lia or jese hi hnlog khana. He happily opened up to her and she listened to him looking extremely interested. Penelope was gauging him as possibly being a friend to her. She liked the man but was undecided whether she wanted another male in her life or not. In the meantime Attia talked with Marcus' son Julius about his exploits in battle. Julius told her of putting down some minor tribal skirmishes on the Isle of Sicily. He was home for some legal business involving his father and himself."What do you do now that you are.