The week passed and Friday came around. Cherry had come straight home after work and changed into a little pastel blue crop top that had a drawstring ...in the front and left her navel exposed. It was a thin shoulder strap piece that she wore without a bra and showed plenty of cleavage as she tightened the drawstring and umped her tits up. She wore tis with a three quarter length pair of white jeans and she looked smoking hot as usual. We met the others at a quiet little bar in town where we. We all felt like kids again playing this silly game. Of course I was the last one to get out so I as stuck washing the dishes. April offered to help me, I washed and she dried. In the middle of washing dishes she leaned over and whispered something in my ear. “Do you remember when we were little and we would always play together?” “Uhh… yeah. How could I ever forget?” “Did you ever tell anyone about the basement game?” “No, I never once spoke of it to anyone.” Of course I was lying, I told. Maine kaha pura details use bataya. Phir mujhe yaad aya ki mere mobile mai to ek esa video hai to maine kaha dekh mms kaise banta hai. Jaise chalu kia use kuch pata nahi chala par bad mai jab samjhi to boli plz band kijeye mujhe nahi dekhna hai. Mera to mood kharab ho gaya. Mai kuch samjhata par mummy aa gaye.Mai uske baad mouka dhunta raha use choudne ka. 22nd May, 2011 ko mil hi gaya. Dopahar ko woh kuch kam se ghar aai thi par usdin sirf mai tha ghar pe. Mummy mayeke gayi thi aur papa unke. But I think he knows we were protecting him. He never said it outright, but I think he was proud of us for what we did." I know I was," Robbie said softly.I smiled again. "Apparently, Coach Rich has quite a few controversial opinions about women, blacks, and stuff. But usually he's smart enough not to air them in public."So what's going to happen to him?" Tami asked, stroking my hair."Probably nothing. After all, we're kids. What do we know?" I could feel Tami shrug."Then what? That's not so.