Agar mil jaye to mujhe koi problem nhi he.Me- to tere emotions?Prom-come on bro. It’s 21st century and we are not teenagers. Tumhe pata he relation ...physical requirements ke liye hota he. Mera koi attachment nhi he unke sath. Attach hona hoga to apni family se houngi. Apne bhai se houngi. Ye mere apne henMe- u r right. To tera relation sirf sex k liye thaProm- yes. Vo mene enjoy kiya unke sath. But yahan koi mil hi nhi raha.2 months ho gye e bada man kar rha he. Tumhara nahi karta he kyaMe-. Do you know where he lives Hun?”“Well yes, I mean I know where he used to live but.....“Write it down for me?”Holly wrote it down reluctantly “I’m not sure about this”“Don’t you worry you don’t even have to be there. We’ll take care of him wont we babe?”“Sure, yeah sure we will” I said. I thought we had gotten past all of this crap but I wasn’t about to let an ignorant asshole like that, like I use to be, feed his phobia’s and insecurities at the expense of innocent people, especially those. I could hardly control my excitement at seeing two of my fantasies coming true.At one side was Ali Asgar, short in height with a slight and sexy belly and decently hairy chest to boast of with his trademark smile with had both the looks of happiness and sexual naughtiness. And at the other was Ronit Roy, decently tall and perfectly sculpted body, from his broad shoulders to abs (which are to die for) along with his noticeably huge groin region.As soon as they both entered, ronit closed the door. “You’d better becareful.”I glanced at him. “Why?”He smiled again, and rolled the tennis ball he washolding from one hand to the other. “Haven’t you heardabout the legend?”I hesitated. I didn’t really want to become involved ina conversation with him, but I had to admit he’d piquedmy curiosity. Eventually, I gave in. “What legend?”He grinned. “Just a story they tell round here. They saythere’s a wolf that lives.