Uncle Mick did his usual party trick of dancing like a puppet with tangled strings and landed flat on his back, sliding under one of the tables that r...inged the dance floor. His legs stuck out from under the tablecloth and there he stayed.The five-tiered cake stood up. Bets had been taken at what point it would topple. Strangely, no one had wagered that it wouldn't collapse. They would have cleaned up, but it did look precarious, balanced as it was, on slim pedestals, tier upon tier with a bride. Actually he is his very close friend. I was much scared as what was going to happen. He came and ordered me to take them both to my house. My dad ordered the servants to come only when I call. So there was nobody in my house.His friend name is ram. We three went inside our house. I begged him to not do anything. He said that they are going to punish me for not obeying him.As soon as we went inside the house ram tore my shirt and pushed me into the sofa. He fucked me like a hungry dog for two. When his father got married later on in life, he kept the boy till he was in high school and then later on separated him from the family but nice that his father had made all arrangements that he will have a decently comfortable life. The house was in the youngster’s name with a large sum of money in the bank also and his father was paying for almost all of his tuition and education expenses till he was finished with his 4 years of Law college, he had just started couple months ago. Alan seemed. Mickie breaks the kiss first stroking Trish’s blonde hair out of her face then grabs her hand. ‘C’mon you time for bed Trishy Claus doesn’t come for girls who are not in bed,’ Mickie says in a dominating tone leaning Trish to her bedroom. They climb the stairs and Mickie took Trish into her room and helped Trish into bed. ‘Night night Trish sleep tight,’ Mickie says tucking Trish in then kissing her on the forehead. ‘Mickie aren’t you going to get in with me it’s very cold,’ Trish says doing.