Eventually we made it to the house where I sank down onto a chair in the spacious kitchen and took stock of my hosts.Frank was a big man, at least six...feet and built like the fabled brick shit house while his wife, my twin sister was only just over five feet but with all the energy and personality of a premier league football team."Are you out Johnny?" she asked and I saw the relief on her face as I nodded,"I think so" I replied, "But a lot still depends on my leg" Is it improving?" Frank asked. "Shaad bhai, shall we go into bedroom," Sameena whispered inside her brother's invading mouth. Shaad nodded subtly. He turned his sister around and lifted her in his arms as if she weighed nothing. Sameena put her arms around her brother's neck ad soon both were kissing once again as Shaad moved towards the bedroom. Shahabad put his sister on the bed and she stood on her knees in front of him. Sameena impatiently unbuttoned her brother's kurta. Shaad helped her by lifting it off his massive. I would go three minute and rest one then do it again. I fought for eight rounds. When the time ran out my legs were wobbly, but I kept hitting that fucking bag. It wasn't for him and it wasn't because I wanted to be a boxer, it was just because I refused to quit. Not as long as he kept yelling at me to move to my right and fake the left. Now hammer that right hand home. Those words drove me on."Now get in close and give him both hands," he said. There was a little pain in the left hand, but. . this was a normal way of acting around me cuz the girls did not want me to know that I had been the highlight of their working day and all the windows were smoked so it was hard to see in from outside.. but after they got caught a couple time all standing around the window trying to see me and I walked in .. and the deer in the head lights look was priceless .. one made this loud "ooops he is here" and the others all said "shut up you idiot .. he can hear you".. I laughed so hard and the.