The tentacles continued pumping load after load into the twins in the tank.The intercom buzzed."Mr. Mercer," his secretary sang out. "Mr. Jennings to ...ee you." Send him up."Mercer went to the mini-fridge, pulling out a single ice cube for his scotch. He placed another empty tumbler in the chair across from him, taking a large gulp while waiting for his new liaison to enter.This was the hard part, seeing their reaction for the first time brought it all back.It had been such a short time, and. Now come to the story (in hinglish).I live in Gurgaon, mere pados mein ek married couple rehte h (with 1 kid) rent pe. Bhaiya ki job import-export mein thi and he use to travel a lott. 1 month mein 20-22 din out of station rehte hain. Beta school jaata h (age 9 years). Bhabhi (herione of the story), GEETA ( NAME CHANGED), age 34, colour- fair, 36-34-36 figure(which she told later). Mottee boobs, jab jeans pehnti h to mann karta h ki bas gaand mein ghusa do bina ruke, awaaz itni sweet ki agar. When the doorbell had rung she nearly jumped out of her skin.“Calm down, Michelle; this is my fantasy, not yours. I am the one who has to perform.”Richard walked to the door and opened it. “Good evening, ladies; please come in.”Catherine and Lucy walked in, both wearing long dark coats.“Thank you, Richard; are you looking forward to tonight?” asked Catherine as she kissed him on both cheeks.“Oh, absolutely, what is there not to look forward to? Would you like me to take your coats?”Both women. I nodded.The girls came back in, smiling. One said, "We agreed, Papa, I get to wear the ring today and Dora gets it tomorrow. Is that all right, if we go every other day?"He nodded, and I watched his mouth quiver as his daughters trotted off, happily trading jests and admiring the small ring.In the barn, I pulled off my boots, checked the pistol's pan, and rolled into my blanket after making sure my old horse was happy. The house was dark, and I assumed everyone was asleep. Then I heard.