Slap! I sucked in a breath as he slapped the other one just as hard. I felt a sudden rush of heat gather at my core, arousal soaking my panties. "Oh, ...you like that, huh? You like it when I slap those big titties of yours? Like seeing those big hand prints on your pale body? I do. Yeah, I like seeing the way the blood rushes to your skin when I slap you. Take off your pants. Let me see that big ass of yours, too." Hands shaking, I reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, slowly easing my zipper. Mark hesitated for a few seconds and answered, ”Yeah, I’m good. I called my sister a little bit ago. I told her about who I am… and… she was alright with it. She already knew. I know that it won’t always go that way, but the fact that she was… really gave me comfort.”Coach was a bit stunned. “Son, when told you that you need to tell somebody who you were, I didn’t mean that you had to do it right this minute. The way that you take on every challenge in your life is… truly inspiring to me. I. Such overthinking, much pain. Wow. After a moment of disappointment Ridhi’s car pulled over. I was pretty excited thinking about the fun we’ll have at the summit of boredom. I looked at the car door as she stepped out. Black shoes, pink beige-colored T-shirt and pale blue jeans. And she cut her hair.It was a freaking bob cut. Gosh, I love short hair. I waved at her with making a weird face. She returned the favor by mocking my action. I was just happy that she was there. Meanwhile, her brother. I opted for a fairly direct approach."How is your social life going Gina?" I asked bluntly"A bit slow" she said "Irena and I went out last week" Irena was the casual kitchen hand who, like Gina, was a mail order bride. Irena, however, was from Russia and she had also dumped her hubby."Oh yeah where to?" I asked."Just the pub" Did you get lucky?" I asked"Sort of" she replied laughing"What do you mean, sort of?" I asked surprised that she didn't take offence at my somewhat rude line of.