She was reluctant to hand over her lappy to me.She always used to do it. That day her parents told her to give me since it was for my important colleg... project. She reluctantly agreed but before opening and doing something with it. I thought it may be some personal or awkward pics she might be deleting. I didn’t mind as we all have similar problems.Anyways she gave the laptop and left. I took it back to my home. When I opened the browser to download something, in the downloads I was shocked to. Sam remembered Ara, his girlfriend before he left. She was a dancer at one of the clubs, but not a prostitute. But they got to flirting, then more than flirting his last 6 months in the country. She had a cute son, an Amerasian. The son of Ara and some guy she had been with 4 years before, and a cute k**. And on most weekends days off when her son was sleeping, he would entertain his mom by giving her what she said she had been missing. But both knew from the start it was only for a while. He. ”“Okay.”“I’m going to lick them clean first and then I’m going to place your right nut between my rear molars.”“What!” He tried to rise as Dracula does, but, she held him back with the same flat hand stop sign she’d just used on me.“Yes, I’m not going to hurt you. It will be a signal of faith. I did the same darn thing to Culburn, didn’t I, Cul?”She had, three nights after the wedding. Convinced me that she just had to place my right nut between those rear molars to prove that she would never. Woh log mujhe bulate hai. Is liye unke paas jaata hun. Unki help karne.” “Help karne ya unko enjoy karne.”, usne muh bigada. “Jo bhi ho tumhe kyun jalan ho rahi hai?”, meine waar kar hi diya. Woh thodi hadbada gayi, “Jalan? Mujhe kyun jalan hogi. Aur woh bhi in ladkiyon se. Jo itne chhote chhote kapde pehen kar aati hai. Exercise karne aati hai ya phir apne badan ki numaish karne. Saali…”, usse ahsaas hua ki woh kya bol gayi. Aur turant peche mudi. Lekin uska pair mud gaya aur woh gir gayi.Mein.