I like things, especially my life, to be calm, chill, uneventful.But Marie is my friend. I like her a lot because she is smart and has a good heart, ...t least with me. She has helped me deal with some issues in my life. I value our friendship. Marie asked me to accompany the two of them to this concert in some town an hour away from where we live. Actually, she unnecessarily twisted my arm to go with them. My gut told me not to go. Driving to a place I didn’t know, to see a band I didn’t. Now that he had a business account and credit card he was able to get a mobile phone contract for ease of contact. Soon he was working away from Porter House more often than the internal jobs Rebecca could find for him.On the Friday after new year, Rebecca rang her ex-husband in London. The call was answered by Hector, her husband’s gay lover, Hector Okinowu. She wished him a happy new year and asked to speak to Justin Simons, wanting to get back on friendly terms as both confess that they. She asked me why they fell I detailed everything. Oh, hero you did so much in a fraction of second. You are brave men and kissed me again with pride. This time I too kissed her back saying, I can do anything to my sweet friend, I love you too. And kissed her cheeks and light peck on her lips. What did you say sweet friend?. Sorry madam sweet and sexy friend, her I am correcting my statement and gave another peck on her lips.Do you say sexy to your aunt and pinched cheeks. Now both of us were. Every morning i wake up and look at my boobs and wish i was a guy just so i could eat my boobs, bite these cute nipples. Even as i am writing this, i am rubbing my boobs through my top. (Should i take it off?) the site of my ma, with her saree at her waist, her boobs bouncing, the man who was fucking her like a bitch did not even take the time to take her saree off, he just lifted it to her waist and thrust his penis in her pussy, this mad me feel good in some way i could not tell how.The man.