"Sammi..." "Is that a...a...a boner?" I became baffled. "You... You don't know what a BONER looks like?" She blushed. "No..." "Does that mean..." "I'm...a virgin? Yes. Does... THAT..." She pointed at my boner, "Mean that you like my dancing?" "Um... Yeah..." We stood there awkwardly for a while. Then she straightened. "I'm flattered." I looked at her. "I'm flattered" usually meant she wanted something. "Sammi?" "You boosted my self esteem. Let me return the favor." In moments, she had thrown my. It was not until tears filled my eyes that my forceful lovers finally pulled away. Stand! instructed one of the twins. I did as told and soon felt my clothes being ripped from my body. Before long, I was fully naked. Sit down! was the next order I received. Though still half blinded by tears, I managed to locate the couch. But before I could take a seat, two pairs of hands guided me to a specific spot on the couch and I was forced to sit atop one of the twins. Mmmmm! I could not help but moan. "I guess we get to carry the baggage, Patrick," I remarked.I took two bags and he took his carry-on. The second trip, I took the third bag and he took my carry-on. It was just starting to rain."Can we ride while we're here?" Patrick asked. We were standing on the veranda."Sure. Why?" Last time here." What do you mean?" I'm not sure. I can see us, but not here. I don't understand." That's okay. Don't push. Do you want to visit the nungungi?" Yes. Monday or Tuesday. Our last visit." Right. He. ‘Swati my darling, I’ll always be there for you.’ I said, tenderly running my fingers through her hair. She gave me an almost sisterly peck on my cheek. ‘So, tell me about yourself. Have you found a nice girlfriend yet? What happened to that Bengali beauty in Kharagpur?’ Swati asked. ‘No… I haven’t had any luck so far. I don’t know what happened to that Bengali girl. I think she moved to Kolkata.’ I responded. ‘No pretty girls in your office?’ Swati persisted. ‘Well, actually the receptionist.