Being true to the family, I was named after my grandfather, but more about that later. My father lived a life of violence. I suppose it was the nature... of the business. There was always some deadbeat who couldn’t or wouldn’t pay, and you had to rough him up or maybe cancel his ticket. In my father’s world, there were certain boundaries, which could not be crossed. Apparently, my father crossed such a boundary. On a warm and pleasant evening, my father sat in Cristoforo’s, which was his favorite. Papa ne mere shirt ke upar se hi mere boobs ko dabana shuru kiya. Who halke halke se mere boobs par apne hath ko pira rahe the. Us samay main bra nahi pahani thi. Meri neend papa ke sparsh se khul gai. Main chup chap sone ka natak karne lagi mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Meri shirt ke upper ke do button khol diye aur dhire dhire boobs ko sahlane lage. Mere nipples kadak hone lage. Papa mere nipples ko apne ungli aur agunthe se dabane lage. Mere muh se awaze aane lagi uhhhhhhhhhhh papa. They were both about 59 and were single now and lived with each other to help pay rent. When my grandma went inside they asked me to come over to them. When i got there they asked me if i could go over to their place and help them there. I said sure and told my grandma that i would call her when i was on my way back. When i got on their car i must have blacked out because i woke up tied and naked in their house! I was completely shocked and began to panic when Joyce and Cheryl entered the room. After a while she was dragged away from me from her friends and unfortunately I had to return back to my 4 star hotel.Fate had better plans for me though, as I came out of my room to smoke I saw her on the corridor!!I definitely was not going to miss the opportunity and went up to her and invited her to my room for a glass of expensive wine or drink.She was not too happy with my direct advance as she stared at me and flatly refused and went back to her room.She had changed from her saree to her.