He received a hard look from the large passenger, who stretched his arms high above his head, willing the tension to leave. The lineman turned back to...the opened door. ‘Aha,’ he coughed in surprise at the other passenger, ‘welcome.’ Sabrina put her small, delicate hand into the one he offered. She stepped clumsily out of the airplane, her legs stiff. ‘Hey Pete,’ he said, louder than he needed to, ‘nice Beaver!’ David turned only in time to see the young man, whom he suddenly disliked, holding. Xavia was the taller than her friend, Qual.Xavia was Afro-American with a fair share of Caucasian mixed in. She had milk chocolate skin and black eyes. Her black hair was cut short to her shoulders and was straight. Her boobs had to be at least a ‘DD’ cup, and she wore support that didn’t help a bloke shift his eyes in a hurry.Qual was a different skin tone from Xavia, and she said that she had American Indian in her heritage. She also had similar eyes in colour, and we wondered if they were. After the marriage every one get on their lives.. I would usually meet Divakar & family once in a week as we live nearby as I always. Sangeeta get used to me as a very good friend of Divakar and slowly consider as one of the family member. As the yaers passed (4 years), Divakar & Sangeeta looked very happy couple outside, but they didn’t have a baby yet. I often used to wonder, how come the orthodox parents of Divakar allowed Divakar & Sangeeta not to have baby this far.Everything changed one. ' Daniel stopped and raised up looking around my room he said to me '...get that bottle of hair grease off the dresser...' I moved from under the cover only to be met by a bone chilling chill. I hurried to the dresser and retrieved the bottle of hair grease and quickly jumped back in bed. I handed the bottle to Daniel and watched as he scooped out a glob of grease and rub it onto his massive man tool. He handed it back to me and said '... you put some in your ass...' Shaking, I did as he.