Hope you have enjoyed it.We reached home at around 11.30, I was little bit injured she ask me are u ok I told him IM fine u told how u feel know, main... langda ke chal raha tha as these goons punch on my testicle & penis , araan I think u have severe pain, this all beceuse of me please dont held responsible your self it was accident & it could happen with any body how u responsible for that, I ask her they also assault you I ask her tumhari chot kaisi hai she say IM fine maine kaha dikho na I. "I could ask you the same" she replied.I stood and explained about meeting her mum and her being stook in traffic."O i see, and do you think its appropriate you and me being here without my mum?" Look Mel if your not happy about it i'll leave if you want." i answered."Its okay i'm only teasing. But you really need to stop staring at my tits". she said.She was right, i couldn't help it. Mel was very much like her mum. She was short very pretty, big blue eyes natural blonde wavey hair just past. He was a sweet personand the more I kissed him, the more I felt secured in my life. Idon’t know when I slept off.My dreams came back to torment me. I found myself in my in-lawshome. (As I wrote in my earlier story (Part 1) my In-laws familylived in a world of their own. I was made to toil from the first dayin the house, taking care of my father-in-law (FIL) 55 yrs, mother-in-law(MIL) 48 yrs, one elder brother-in-law(EBIL) 30 yrs and oneyounger sister-in-law (YSIL) 23 yrs. The EBIL was divorced. I nodded my agreement and Kevin leaned in and kissed me again. “I don’t even know how to start,” Mr Smith muttered. “Dearly beloved!” Mandy cried euphorically, almost hopping up and down with excitement. She was definitely mixing something with her wine spritzer. “Dearly beloved,” Mr Smith began. “We are gathered here today in the sight of …,” he briefly considered and then rejected what he probably thought – under the circumstances – would be blasphemy. “… in the sight of a hundred.