" She said with a little grin"She's not engaged anymore, she found out what an orgasm was. I certainly made her curious. But I might add, she was the ...instigator the whole time, every time. There was no chase in me. She began to doubt her engagement and wanted to find out what she might be missing out there." Why that fuckin' little bitch, she's a bigger whore than me." Kettie said shaking her head."But, here's the difference. She said she wanted to be a little whore, and be treated like one.. Woh chup hu gye mgr mare andar ka Saitan jag utha. Par masla yahe tha k kase! Ab jb bhe woh mare samny ati tu main usy kafi Smile deta aur javab main woh bhe smile date. Main us k bachy ki kafi tarif karta keh : bra piyara bacha hy,bahut khobsurat hy…bilkul tum py gya hy.Mare bat sun ky woh khush bhe hoti aur sath he sath sharmati. Us ku sharmaty daikh ky mujhy bahut maza ata. Ic trha waqt guzarta gya aur phr IIUI (International Islamic University Islamabad) main Dhamaka hu gya. Us Dhamaky ki. "I would have been this rich anyway then. Hmmm. I wondered if the old me, the suicidal, pre-Harley me would have been able to handle it. I did wonder. A lot. A part of me felt embarrassed about the way I'd been spending money lately, but that me was used to the spartan lifestyle my military choices had led me into. It was used to the unassuming childhood in New Jersey – the one where my parents had let me grow up not knowing the truth about our wealth or our family roots. Harley was far more. She saw the expression on my face and grabbed my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist and begged me not to stop. I told her I was so sorry, I thought she was her Mom, I was nearly in a panic. I asked her where her mom was. She just hung on and kept asking me to finish, please don't stop. She said it was OK. I'm not a virgin and don't want you to stop. Now the panic was fading and the situation was having an effect and I was getting hard again. She said Mom's downstairs on the couch. Her.