The problem is that Stacy would hear his bad-mouthing too and she got confused as to who the "bad guy" was.She had developed this Little Miss Bitch at...itude; "You can't do anything to me or I will just go live with Dad and Angela" she would threaten me all the time. And I didn't want that because I knew that he would only want her to hurt me, he didn't really want a teen-aged daughter around cramping his style!One day I came home from work and found Stacy and her current boyfriend, some leather. Now I’m not racist at all and only said it because I was so pissed. He quickly retorted, “You are a pussy ass bitch for not wanting to fight me” he pushed me harder this time and got away from my grip, now I’m not one to back away from a fight, but I knew one thing, if I threw the first punch I was going to get kicked off the team and expelled. So I said, “Fair is fair, you throw the first punch you faggot” I stood right in front of him and stuck out my jaw, he reared back and fired one. But her sexy smile and her teasing butt, would make me aroused, and I would feel guilty. After masturbation, I would secretly scold myself and feel guilty for having bad thoughts for my nice and kind bhabhi. Many times I had seen both bhabhi and bhaiya (brother) going to bed, and then some muffled voices and some sounds would come from the room. Then I would hear bhabhi’s voice saying something like, “shhhhh, hmmmm, or nahiiii.”For the first year of their marriage, it was understandable that. . there were other issues that eventually led to an end of the relationship.) We had gone to one of the local bikini places and gotten her a nice string bikini that showed off her greatest asset, and a wrap to make the outfit presentable on the walk up the "prude" part of the beach before we got to the north end.We had gone up to the beach a few times before we eventually broke up, but this was one of two times that really stand out in my mind.On this occasion, we had just been walking up and.