"You keep that up mister and we'll find out if sex is possible in a porch swing." Spade hears the sound of Pard's truck pulling into the drive and dec...ares, "If this doesn't go the way you're thinking Nikkie, I'll be joining in." He reaches up to the outside switch and turns on the big yard light. Pard walks up on the porch, "Hello Nikkie, I think we need to talk alone if your friend there doesn't mind. I thought you and I were umm kinda..." Nikkie stands up and clears her throat, "Ahem, okay. Though she has had alcohol a few times and off lately started smoking cos of her ex-bf, I decided to take her to a very nice pub in kormangala. She was not very rich for the pub culture so first visit did fascinate her and drinks added on, it was a perfect evening. Finally we bid goodnight by a hug and a kiss on her cheek. So we kept meeting often for dinner drinks movie etc. She was a cigarette and tea addict. Even in late nights I used to travel 7kms pick her up go to BTM just for an. I was surprised Jerry had gotten this far with Cindy and I wanted to see more if I could. I crept to my sister's open bedroom door and listened to the sounds of kissing and heavy breathing. They were just inside probably inches from my listening post."No, Jerry," Cindy said once again but this time breathlessly."You have beautiful tits, Cindy." Jeez! Did he already have her bra off?"That's enough, Jerry. Please get out of my room." Cindy was starting to sound a little panicky. I couldn't blame. I was just there.I cast my eyes to my right arm (I'd made sure to keep it out of the water; wet skin doesn't cut so easily). The old scars and the newer cuts, yet to completely heal; raised welts on the skin. My head spinning, the tears spilling down my cheeks, I cut crossways, clean and methodical, a perfect 90? angle. Again. Again.I lie back and watch the blood mingle with the water.***And that was my day; a Thursday. Only one more day to go until the weekend, and two days of.