Ke pass jana chahiye to usne kaha ki wo tritment le rahe hai pa rkoi asar nahi ho raha hai ,mere dil me rekha ke prati bahot simpati aur pyar aane lag...a , us din ham dinner leke apne apne ghar chale gaya , par mai bas rekha ke bareme soch raha tah , apr koi galat khayal nahi tha kuch din bad , call aaya aor usne kaha ke wo bahot tention me hai ,Maine use milkar pucha to pata chala ke uska pati roj drink kar ke aata hai akshar bahar hi rahata hai , maine use gale lagaya aur kaha ke chalo aaj. Iimagine Jeri doesn't believe it sometimes either." I used to wake up everyday and wonder why am I not in my bed? Whydon't I feel right? What happened to me? Now I only notice differencesoccasionally," Jeri said."Why don't you tell us what happened to you Jeri?" Agent D asked. "Itwould help us develop a plausible explanation for last night."Jeri had tried to explain to her mother last night but she had refusedto believe what she was told. Even then Jeri had only skimmed over thebox and running. It was agony to keep my dick penned-in, I just didn't want to wait any longer."Go and see if they're asleep," I begged my sister. She got up and was soon back in my arms."Sound asleep and snoring," she said softly. "Come on," she urged and pulled me up and down the hall to the guest bedroom where she was supposed to sleep. It doubled as an office with a computer and printer and stuff. She pulled the covers off and we fell into bed together wrapped in each other's arms, kissing and groping.In a. She smiled at me, cheerful as ever and apparently unfazed, though I think I caught a hint of humour in her eyes this time, and her face was possibly a little flushed. Or was I imagining things again? "OK. I come back in twenty minutes to wash you, yes?" I looked down and mumbled my assent. She made sure that I had my food in front of me, and then left briskly. I sighed. Shit. If I thought that was bad, wait till she was washing me. I tried to concentrate on my food, which was not nearly as bad.