She looked over her shoulder to the room Nadia had been given. The door to that room was standing half open. The light was off in there."Houston, we h...ve a problem," she said softly.Three of them sat around the kitchen table. Bob fussed with the carafe of freshly brewed coffee and then brought it to the table, poured, and sat down. It was almost one in the morning, but it was technically Saturday, so the impromptu family meeting wouldn't have an impact on normal life. Whatever that was. It was,. I will not angry.. aur shayad hum tumhara help kare usko patane mein!"Akshat-" darr lag raha hai.. but since tumne promise kia tht u will nt get angry.. m telling her name… and woh ladki hai…TUM Ankita… :-*"That night she sent me no more sms'es, I felt bad and sorry for myself! Next day i was surprised and overjoyed by her msgs..Ankita- "I love u my dear; tumne itna late kyun kia bolne mein, main itne saal se tumhara intezaar kr rhi thi k kab tum kahoge k tumhe bhi mujhse pyaar hai.."Akshat-". Anything requiring ironing and hanging was handled by the day person. Well tonight was a slow night. I already had everything done and had gotten in about 2 hours of studying and was bored. I had brought my own laundry in and decided I might as well get it done. I loaded a couple of washers and sat down to wait. While I was waiting for the clothes to wash I pulled out a men's magazine to pass the time with. There was no one else in the place, so while I was flipping through the magazine looking. As I laid there my mind wandered back to where I was a few minutes prior when he was fucking me on the couch arm. I was never a hairy guy, so it never really went noticed that I shaved my legs and underarms just like a girl did. My father wasn’t around and I was raised by mom along with my sister. They were both ultra fem and it rubbed off on me. I could have been a manly man and gone fishing, dipping snuff, telling dick jokes and playing sports, but why? Why would I do any of that when I could.