Jija ne kaha.Sahi keh rha hain tera bhai…tu isi layak hain or tera bhai bhi.Aaj dono ko main mera moot pilaunga.Jija ne mera muh pakda or mujhe deep...hroat de diya…mujhe toh saans hi aani band ho gayi jese.Jija ne 5 min. Tak mujhe deepthroad deke mere face ka naksa hi bigad diya or fir mujhe or didi ke muh main apna pila moot ki pichkari chodne laga…main or didi pure bheeg gye jija ke moot se,,mujhe jabardasti pina pada moot.Didi ko kuch farak nhi pada.Main bhi apna moot pilane lag gya didi. “Oh. It’s so unfair. I don’t want to even go all the way yet. I just want to fuck him.”“Girl, you need to look up some definitions in the Urban Dictionary,” Joan said. “How are you going to fuck him without going all the way?”“I know,” Desi whined. “I know what I said. It’s just ... that’s the way I feel.”“We’re going to go see that movie again tonight,” Beca said. “This time we’re going to watch the movie instead of you guys making out. Got it?”“No,” Joan laughed. “Des and me are just gonna. Looked in the mirror. He smacked his lips and said, “You’re such a pretty ass hood bitch!” He grabbed his bedazzled phone case and put the shoulder strap across his body. He locked the door behind him. He strutted down the street. He passed a group of guys gathered on a porch across the street. “What’s up, J.J.,” one of them yelled. He waved and kept on switching. Four of the five dudes had messed around with him - one multiple times, two just a blowjob or two, and the last a one-night stand. ”Wow, I thought, amazed at her memory. “Yeah, that’s her. Heather. That’s her name.”“Cool.”“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier,” I breathed.“Why? It’s not like something was going on between us.”I felt a jump of nerves, since her tone of voice seemed tense and distant again. “No, I know, but,” I stammered. “Shit...” I tried to compose myself with a deep breath before continuing. “Hey, I like hanging with you, Shannon. I just didn’t want to, to—”“You weren’t misleading me. You never tried to.