Justin Timberlake and Usher posters were spread over her newly painted pink walls. Before I could say anything I felt her arms come from behind me an...d attach themselves to my waste. I tuned to face her as she kissed me so passionately, just as she has done in the living room only twenty minutes earlier. I picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waste as well fell to the bed. I grabbed her hands above her head as I kissed her lips, her neck, and her breasts. “Fuck me!” she pleaded. . Main aur bhai raat me ek sath mere bedroom me dinner kar rahe the aur wo mujhse bole ki tum mere sath maje karogi main tumko bahut maja dunga main samajh gayi ki bhai mujhe chodna chahte h main bhai ko boli nahi mujhe dar lagta kyu ki bhai ka lund bahut bada aur mota tha aur mere boyfriend ka lund bahut patla tha main apni boyfriend se chudwa chuki hu lekin mujhe apne bhai se chudwane me bahut dar lag raha tha. Main apne bhai se boli mujhe apse chudwane me dar lagta wo bole dheere dheere. I did not see Kathy for a week or so after that but we stayed in touch and reminisced about that nice time together. The next time we met, on a Friday, she wanted to take me to a nice Mediterranean place with fresh seafood and good wine. We met there and had a very nice dinner and we drank a nice bottle of wine. I could tell she had a nice buzz. When we left, I could tell, in addition to being buzzed, she was a bit nervous. It was just in what she was saying and how she said it. I was calm and. I didn’t care. I wanted a woman. I wanted her. There was time. Maybe I could get away with it. ‘Fancy a glass of wine instead then? In the warm… the fire’s on. Why don’t you come in?’ ‘I’m okay, thanks.’ She sighed and fiddled with her bag. The rising wind blew her straggly hair across her face. She bit down on her bottom lip and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. I could hear the rain pinging on the roof of her car, it sounded almost sleety. You stupid girl, don’t you know I want.