I let my fried Fred live in my basement and my girlfriend Shana . You could call it a Ideal place and I was thinking of buying this two story flat. a ...brick house that made me happy. Especially women and the stories of this place would fill up two phone books and what was to be was not something new to us but the feelings I had were different this time and after all, all three of us were single. All three of us were setting in a booth and I was setting by Fred and Fred was setting across from. Of course if anyone else says it you need to stop as well. Ok?" She said and I nodded that I understood but again it told me just how kinky some of the things my mom was into.I got my first look at Bret when I stepped into the room. He was in his fifties and had salt and pepper grey hair. His eyes were the most incredible blue I had ever seen. He was tall and in tremendously good shape. He was wearing slacks with a light blue shirt and a smoking jacket. When he looked at me his eyes lit. “Oh, surprise me. Pick me some hard ones, and let me get on with them. Let’s see how I do.”“Sure. Do you want to get the glasses while I go and find something?”She met me upstairs with two full glasses of Coke and a plate of biscuits. The cheeky thing had raided my larder. I didn’t have very much to do that session; she just wanted to test herself. She worked hard and, after I had marked her work, she had done better than either of us expected.“What’s gotten into you?” I asked.“I’ve got some. I knew that something is wrong in bhabhi’s mind so I thought of knowing the real truth. I told her why you are happy that I don’t have any girlfriend. She told that she like me. I was stunned on listening this. She told that for the first time when our eyes met, she fell in love with me. I told her that this is not right as she is going to marry brother Zahid. She told that nothing is wrong or right in this world. Everything is with reference to somebody. The thing which is true for you might.