" She giggled."I guess this means we'll have to take a shower." I replied."Yes, I guess so." She replied, again with a giggle.I grabbed Marcy and lift...d her up out of the bed. I slung her over my shoulder and carried her off into the bathroom and plopped her down in the shower. "Hey silly!" She exclaimed as I pulled my shirt off, the last remaining article of clothing I still had on.I then reached in and turned on the shower."Ahhh! That's cold Brian!" Marcy exclaimed as the cold water hit her. .. how could I..." she gasped out incoherently in between the heaving of her chest. There was nothing I could do except kneel down next to her and wrap her in my arms. For several minutes I held her against me until the crying subsided, and then lifted her to the sofa, keeping my arm around her shoulder."Boss,... gulp ... I should not be sitting ... huh ... here with..." she struggled to get out."You sit where I put you, alright? Now just stay silent until you can manage to talk coherently.". Mene age se hath diya aur towel lene ke liye barha muasi has kar boli ab to dekh liye to tu jawan ho gaya he re , mene kush nahe kaha aur towel leke washroom se bahar aya , jab mom kitchen se bahar aye to mausi ma ko kah rahe the ke raj to jawan ho gaya he , to tu kahte he wo bacha he , ma ne kaha kiu kiya hua ? Mausi ne kaha mene aaj aur fir chup ho gaye , ma ne kaha kiya aaj ? Mausi ne kaha aaj use nanga dekha tha fir use mausi ne sab bataya , ma ne halka sa muskuraya aur chup ho gaye , ma. ..but not really, either, or me. At the start of our relationship, she told me that she had no bi, or lesbian desires whatsoever. Hmm, I wondered if she protested too much. But, ours was a totally honest relationship, where we confessed all of our flaws, desires, attributes, and sins to each other freely, so I believed her. We would go to very wild clubs, parties, and, through our trans-Atlantic, trans-continental life style, encountered many wild, people and situations. On at least two.