“What are your limits for tomorrow?”As she spoke, I felt her hand on my shaft slowly begin to stroke me.“Uh, what do you mean?”Both the girls ...iggled, but kept up their efforts on my lower regions. It made it a bit difficult for me to focus on the conversation.“It’s not just about me”, I continued. “What about the two of you? What are your limits?”The flatmate spoke up in a quiet voice.“If you are ok, I am ready to do anything.”My friend and I exchanged a glance. This was the second or third. It was a great evening, we laughed a lot, but somehow we both knew it was a one time date. She was reaaly great company and i really hope that she found the one she was looking for. After our goodbyes, a hug and three decent kisses on the cheeks, I had to run to catch my last train to home. I catched it, thank god!I walked through the train to find a quiet spot where i could think about the evening, and about the crazy phenomenon called dating. There were 4 girls in their early twenties,. There after we took dinner and came back. When we retired to bed, Rashid under the influence of liquor started talking all sorts of things, which I had not heard from him thus far. He asked me kabhi kisi ladki ko choda hai tumne (have you ever fucked a girl)? I said nahin (no). I said from where could I get a girl for fucking? He said you have got a beautiful maidservant why have you not fucked her. I said she may complain to my parents and I will be given a thorough thrashing. He then said he. It wasn’t her fault.”One husband was anticipating the reason they were there and looked like he was getting hot. “Are we here because our wives screwed this guy?”He got out of his seat and looked ready to find his wife and attack. Tom took charge.“Sir, sit down please and let Mr. Freed finish.”He grumbled but complied and I continued.“To answer your question, you’re partially right. The man accused admitted to molesting all of your wives.”The husbands didn’t take that news well. They were.