Father likes to come here and screw his sister and use her like a little slut. Just like your going to do with me Mark" and she blushed.I thought my c...ock would burst with that knowledge. Lisa took my hand and lead me to the sofa. We sat there and I held her hand. I felt like I would burst; all my passions for Lisa and thoughts of sex with her through the years would be coming true. This was the best gift any son ever received. Being swept away with lust I asked my pretty black sister."Lisa; so. Mike got a king, Kaleen a three and she dealt herself an ace. Awesome, said the blonde beauty. I dare Kaleen to kiss her Daddy for 30 seconds, ON THE LIPS! and she began to look at her watch. Kaleen turned scarlet once again, never having done that before . . . especially to her Dad. They pecked each other on the cheek at night occasionally, but nothing romantic. Come on pumpkin. Youve been dared! he said offering his lips to his daughter. Kaleen took a breath and leaned forward and moved her. I tried to reassure her.It helped that she got asked out on a couple of dates. She had a few short-lived boyfriends that year. I had a girl that I dated most of the fall and into the winter. And we'd talk about that, too. That was actually rather humorous. These relationships were typical high-school stuff-rocky as a dinghy in an ocean storm. I'd complain about Marie, and Alex would say, "I'd never do that to you." She'd complain about one of hers, and I'd say, "What a jerk. Doesn't he know how. Usne bola “ nahi yahan to koi priti nahi rahti. Aapne shayad wrong no.laga diya hai.”Mein bola “ nahi, prti ne mughr no. To yahi diya to, wo mujhse jhooth nahi bol sakti”Usko meri bato mein interest aa raha tha.Wo boli “ sahi mein yahan koi priti nahi rahti, waise aap batao, yeh priri kaun hai.”Mein bola “ meri girl friend hai aur usi na mujhe yeh no.diya hai. Waise aap bura na mane to please apna naam bataie na.”Wo boli “ mera naam kyo janna chahte ho, mein to aapki priti nahi hoo.” Wo baat.