" His voice startled them, they had kind of forgotten he was there. They laughed and pulled their clothes back into place. They stood and sat down on ...he floor together in front of the fireplace. Hannah said, "Let's just try a few with no clothes." Samantha was thrilled with this idea because she wanted to look long and hard at the body of her sister that she had loved. They stripped the gowns keeping the Santa hats on and threw them to the side. Hannah and Samantha sat Indian style, facing. Oh crap, well it's fight or flight and I am not one for running she professes. Her whole body tenses as the adrenalin surges through her veins. Scanning the gap under the door, her eyes darting from side to side, she focuses on the shadow of feet standing directly behind the door. Holding her breath, she watches as the door handle begins to move.With fists tightly clenched, she cocks her arm and waits. The door had opened only half way but that was enough. With every ounce of power, Bern throws. Jab mera lauda chuske k vo thak gayi vo boli, “ bhosdi k, chut b maarega ya sirf hila hila ke pani nikalega. ” Mai bola “Sali chinal, teri aisi chudai karunga k tu life time yaad rakhegi or teri chut ka bhosda bana dunga. Sali tu mera moot apne chut me lee thi, ab mera lavda le saali sssaaallllli randchod du tujhe” aur maine uske chut k andar apne lund ko pel diya, ek stroke mai, aur usko chodne laga. Vo dheemi awaz me chilane lagi “ behenchod kya lauda he tera kya chod raha hai tu, kya chudai. He immediately left for college in California… without her, or even saying goodbye. She was devastated, and naturally the shoulder she ran to cry on was mine. In those days we considered it ‘just being a friend’, but nowadays there’s a new and better term for it. I was her ‘Intellectual Whore’ whom she would now run to and tell me all of her emotional and relationship problems, repeatedly telling me how much she ‘cared for me’, but yet keeping herself emotionally detached enough to never show.