Well, you saw what happened to Christina."Perhaps against their best judgment, two daring agents, probably both in their twenties, step forward hesita...tingly and set upon my body. With Serena's encouragement, one lavishes attention on my chest while the other, rather dangerously, hungrily strokes my rear; my tight restraints intensify their gentle touch. However, as much as I desperately want revenge -- to make these beautiful tormentresses share my fate -- as much as I try in vain to brush up. Aur sabhi fir se jor jor se hasne lage…Shilpa: tum yahi ruko jab tak counter khali nhi ho jata.Bol kar wo andar chali gayi aur fir 5 min k baad bahar aayi utne me sales girl bhi boli chalo ab chalte hai, aaj to khoob maze lenge is gaandu k.Fir hum car me jaa k baith gaye. Shipla driving seat pe baithi aur me uske baju wali me, aur sales girl piche baith gayi.Car me baithte hi shipla ne usse uska naam pucha.Girl: divya…Me: nice name dear….Shilpa: oye kutte, tu jyada interest mat le. Tu meri. She’ll get used to it. I think it’ll be better. SUNDAY. DAY 1. omg OMG. Her name is Casey. The dreamgirl’s name is Casey. DON’T PRETEND LIKE YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! As if that girl couldn’t still be imprinted on your brain. THE GIRL FROM YOUR DREAM YESTERDAY, NIC, IS F**KING REAL. She’s f**king REAL. I was working away, serving a customer and sort of in a zone like you get sometimes. I staple some stuff together to put away and call out ‘Who was next?’ and I look up and do two. I was a bit awkward back in those days, and not dating much. My only sexual encounters seemed to be with my right hand while looking a pictures of pretty women. In other words, I had had very little experience in sex.That was changed by none other then my sister, Vedanti, who decided to teach me more on the subject. The week we were both staying at our parent’s house was most interesting. The first day we were sitting in the backyard, sunning ourselves and drinking a bottle of wine that.