" Ugh, gross. Fine," she sighed. "Feel better, I guess."I hung up and felt relieved only for a brief moment before frustration with my situation overw...elmed me again.My phone beeped beside me as a text popped in. Now what?It was a message from an unknown number. I started to feel sick for real as my face became hot and red. I opened up the message.---How are you feeling this morning?---Did I accidentally delete one of my friend's contacts? Or was this someone that knows what happened to me last. E. 36 , a south Indian lady called Sunaina, extremely good looking with great physique. she had one daughter of 8 years at that time. her husband was a travelling sales executive and often on tour. It so happened that my practical exams were postponed and I was unable to go to my native place with my family members for a marriage. so I was alone in my house for a fortnight. since we had good relations as neighbours, I was dining at her house. After 2 days, her husband had to leave for a tour. “How nice, I see your brother’s cum oozing out of that sweet crack of yours.” The stranger reported.We heard the intruder stand up as I rolled off of my sister. I watched as he walked over and removed the cord from the phone.“OK you two, if I hear any sirens this video will be all over the internet before I see any of their light.” He told us.“If you don’t want your faces plastered all over the internet fucking then you’ll keep real quiet about all of this,” he continued.We watched as he. "In that case let me buy you a drink," Hagar suggested."Is Hagar your code name or your real name?" I asked."My mom knew me as the French version of Buddy Baker," he said."Then I will be happy to share a drink with you," I replied. The liquor bottle had no label, so I figured it was homemade by some local mountain man. It was strong, but had a nice back taste of caramel applesauce. "That's good stuff," I said."Too sweet for me, but if you like it we will drink it," Buddy said. Andrew had one.