I tried to relax and not really think about it and realized that there may not even be a bet tonight. If the night games were anything like the day g...mes, then there would be no losers and no winners. Part of me felt better at that thought, but then my mind drifted back to being bent over the counter and Ted fingering my ass. I began to feel a bit disappointed because if there was no bet, then there wouldn’t be any ‘fun’ time tonight. At least, that’s what I thought. The more I thought. Raste mai usne mere lund ko khuub sehlaya. Ghar pahuchne ke baad woh mujhe aik room mai baithha kar kahin chala gaya. Thodi der baad jab woh aya to mai use dekh kar hairaan ho gaya kyonki usne ladkiyon ki tarah kapde, make up,lambe baalon ki wig laga rakhi thi use dekh kar mera lund aur tight ho gaya. Woh mere paas akar mere gale mai hath daal jar baithh gaya. Aur mere galon ko chumne laga. Mai bhi use pyar karne laga. Usne meri pent utaar di aur mera lund pakad kar pyar se sehlaane laga. Phir. This made me jealous and the fact that she was really good looking I couldn’t see my friend getting such a perfect body without me getting hands-on in her. I knew they were fucking each other but I also knew Vishal being slightly fat wouldn’t be able to satisfy her. One night we 3 had gone for IffI (International Film Festival of India ) at Panjim. We were having drinks at a posh club. Suddenly Vishal had nature’s call and he went to the washroom. We were already high but had not lost our. ”“That’s a good point,” she mused. “I wonder if I can come to an arrangement with Mr Peters. That painting of the rainbows dancing is brilliant.”“It’s even better than that,” I said. “It’s a double helix. Eugenie linked sexual orientation and genetics.”“Oh my! I never realised,” Mrs Crocker admitted.“By the way, I owe five dollars for the artwork,” I said.“No, you’re the reason the art students undertook their rainbow-painting initiative. You got your locker done for free.”“The first time.