" "I..." she hesitated. "Admit it, Jen. You liked it. You liked it when I fucked you. You came so hard for me." "I..." She seemed reluctant to admi...t it, but a little subtle prodding got it out of her. "Okay, Jake, fine, I'll say it. I liked it. You were good," she admitted. "But it can't happen again!" "Again?" I said. "Who said anything about it happening again?" "I don't know, I guess...um...I just want to make it clear," she stammered. She sounded nervous and a little angry and a. "Papi, do you even read the status emails?"I laughed. I didn't even know I had status emails. "Ok. So how much is this costing me and how close to broke am I?" You not broke, Papi." Juan tsked. "It all comes out of the expense account."I frowned and thought about that. I set up the expense account when I first hired the boys so that they could run the household without bothering me. It flags me if there's a transaction over a threshold amount, but generally, the reconciliation was automated. It. I have a friend named Raju in my college. He was one of my close friends. I felt sad that I would be lonely again. Our college ended, and all my friends were going back to their hometowns. Raju invited me to join him, to go to his place, and I gladly accepted.I understood Raju was a rich guy from his lifestyle in Hyderabad. But I got to know how rich he really is, only after going to his village. Raju was from a village a few hundred kilometers from Hyderabad. His forefathers were landlords.. She needed an equal partner or an owner. And she needed friends, not just toys, and not just the girls she lived with who would fuck anything that moved. She thought of Jordan and her sister Amy, and wondered what they were doing. For days she had tried her hardest to move on. She had focused on the worst parts of her old life, dismissed Jordan as no more a friend by proximity, and thought about her sister only as the uptight and awkward girl who strangled any sort of fun that might have been.