Uma bahut kush thi us ne mere ko kaha kamal tere jaise lund ki mere ko talash thi aaj pahili baat mast chudai hui hai merikoi 2 mahino tak main ums ko... chodta raha aur vo mere pass daily raat ko aati .doaton us ke baad asli kahani suru hoti hai . nisha ke papers main 3 mahine rah gayre the us ko tutiopn lagani thi . mere se ashok ne poocha koi achha sa tutporbatun jo nisha ko ghar main phara sake so maine bataya ki mere se achha kaun mile ga jo nusha ko phara sake . vo maa gaya aur main us shaam. On that day they had turned the Sunday School building over to Alcohol and Narcotics Anonymous.There were six people who looking like addicts and Jules, Marcy, and of course me. We were all milling about. There was a restaurant type bowl with money on a table with a big urn filled with coffee. I dropped a five dollar bill into the bowl and fixed myself a coffee.A couple of minutes later Jules came over. “We are about ready to start so grab a chair. You should take a chair in the circle.” she. Then the world changed again.The Goddess Eris doesn't like being manipulated and used. Perhaps we should've realized that before we started this ritual. I mean, she is the goddess of chaos and all, and matching personalities to bodies isn't really in the proper spirit of spreading chaos. But I don't consider myself responsible, because I'm just a goofy dumb girl. Zoe was the witch and Steph was the nerd. They should've figured this out ahead of time.What happened was that Eris had dropped me. Bernie, a tall, skinny, gangly white kid with a head of red cotton wool, was the champion goof-off of Walt Whitman High. He didn't have a great deal of concern about his regular classes, but he actively disliked gym.With the coach, the feeling was mutual. So when Bernie pantsed him, the coach sent Bernie on 10 extra laps around the gym, and then made him clean up the bleachers and stack towels. By the time he was done, he'd worked almost clear through his lunch period.Bernie was feeling pretty.