Alice had given me the address of an old school friend whom she suspected knew a little more than she was saying about Erica. To be honest I didn't bl...me her. Alice was relying on the Internet. It could be anyone using Alice's name. Who can tell who is on the other end of an e-mail?Sheila Carter, or Greenbay as she was now, had been one of our crowd at college. She had visions of being a famous actress. I must say she had the looks and figure for it but we all thought her voice would be her. 'Hold on to him tight, Baba,' Daniel barked. 'The little fucker doesn't want to play nice anymore.''Silly boy,' said Baba. 'Mr. Teene's bum-boys have no say in when or where they go. They simply bend over and endure the pain or pleasure.'Daniel slapped me hard across the face, which hurt like fuck.'Don't play up, boy,' he said. 'Dr. Harper is one of our best clients; he's firm but fair. So if he likes you, Mr. Teene won't pimp you out to anyone else for a good long while.'It was then that I was. Mike moved forward and began to kiss me in such a passionate way. Hands were everywhere as both guys touched and stroked every inch of my soft, rounded curves. I had a sudden realisation of what was happening and pulled away for a moment. These guys were married! I couldn't do this. “What about your wives? We should stop,” I said as I went to swim away. “Don’t worry about them; this sort of thing always happens at our parties,” proclaimed Tony. This was my green light to carry on. I pulled. “It has been since long that he spoke to me.”Amrita looked surprised as she said, “For that reason, he doesn’t talk to me very often either.” We both laughed for a while before I spoke again, “I guess his new job might be quite hectic.”“You can say that,” Amrita heaved as she replied. “He has to travel a lot nowadays.”“I wish I called over phone before coming,” I said in somewhat a regretful tone.“Why?” Amrita queried. “Who says that you can come here only when your brother is around?” “I never.