Kevin closed the door as I walked back into the kitchen. I yelled into the living room, ‘Baby are you hungry?, I just made dinner.’ He didnt reply... but I felt his hands on my waist, as he lowered his head onto my neck once again.I turned off the stove as his swept me up in his arms, carrying me into my bedroom. He carefully laid me on the plush bed, as he removed his ACU jacket and t-shirt. I saw his dog tags lay against his chest. Without realizing it, I reached out and touched them..I could. Aah.. aah.. faster Kiran faster..” she pleaded. Pranav got onto the bed and stared at them in wonder. Kiran didn’t even realize that his brother was back until Anjali pointed it out in between her moans.“What the fuck are you looking at?” Kiran asked. Pranav just looked on, wondering what was happening under the sheets. “What? You want to watch? Fine!” In one swift motion, Kiran pulled off the blanket and tossed it to the floor. “Here! Watch me fuck chechi.”“KIRAN..WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?” asked. I want you to touch me. I want you to take this dress off and feel my skin. I want your lips all over my body, exploring every inch of me. I want you to do whatever you want with me. I closed my eyes, and murmured back, ‘I want you to kiss me.’ … Nothing. ‘Please?’ I whispered against his mouth. ‘… Sir?’ And with that, our lips collided. His were the softest I’d ever kissed- actually, they were only the second lips I’d ever kissed. But I knew that I would be lucky if I kissed someone like. Outside the window, Gareth could hear the roar of the Manhattan traffic some twenty or so stories below. He fancied he could hear more sirens than usual, but this caused him no concern. New York was a busy city. There was always something happening somewhere or other. It was best never to worry too much about it.After the last month or so since touching down at JFK, he had only gradually got back into stride. The long meetings, the overflowing mailbox, the documents he had to prepare only now.