Her name was Sadie. She walked me into a small room with a hospital bed, railing to keep the sick from falling out, remote control tethered by a cable..., triangle handle to lift up, the whole shebang. A flat screen TV was on the wall. Plastic, but really well done, flowers in a vase on the bed side table. A red sharps container was screwed in near the door. The room was meticulously clean, so clean in fact that it had to be new. The wall paint was perhaps half year old. I took it all in. I have no idea what her thoughts were. I just hope everything turned out good for her.The next day I couldn't wait to see her at lunch. I had to know her feeling and thoughts. I went to the restaurant where we usually ate. I waited for her but she never showed up. My God, what did I do? Did she have it out with her husband? Did he try to hurt her? If he did, I'd kill the son-of-a-bitch. Maybe she went the other way and just told him about me and who I was. God, her not showing up had me. After picking up the phone and putting it down again several times, not able to decide if I should call V or not, it rang of its own accord.Dropping it on the floor in my surprise, I eventually picked it up and pressed the green button.“Hi,” an American accent declared, “it’s me.”Some say I have clairvoyant skills, but I was baffled.“It’s me too here,” I replied, wondering where this was going.“Remember me?” the voice said, “you must remember my ass …”The penny dropped and my cock twitched. . We are a family of three people i.e., me, my mom, and my younger sister Anika. I’m a muscular guy 5.11 ft tall with a 6 inch tool which can satisfy any girl or Bhabi. Now, I’m without wasting your time, directly coming to the story. I’m pursuing my b.tech from a reputed college in Jaipur. My sister Anika is in class 11 right now. She has a friend who lives in our neighborhood only. She is from Kerala who calls my sister Anika as her best friend and same my sister does too. So let me tell you.