"I feel so wicked," she went on, her hands still running up and down
his cock. "I feel like my brother's whore, willing to do anything he
wishes - anything. True bhaiya...i will do anything for you"

Her tongue flicked over her lips, an invitation for him to ask for
her mouth. It was a hard offer to turn down, but his loins were
consumed with need for this woman. He realized that if she pressed
her lips to his cock crown he might just lose the fiery load burning
in his testicles. And at this moment, that was the last thing she
needed and also he!

What she did need was to feel a man's cock shoved up her cunt. She
needed a man, a man to fuck her.

"Fuck me, janu" he said. "I want my sister to fuck me."

"Yes, bhaiya" she said, smiling widely. "Yes!"

Her thighs spread, opening her body to him. With one last squeeze,
she relinquished her hold on his prick.

Slowly, he lowered himself atop the titillating bed of her naked
body. Their mouths met once again, their tongues taunting and
probing. Their hands were moving, trying to feel every inch of their
bodies all at once.

Beneath him, she squirmed a bit. Her pelvis lifted and his glans
nestled in the moist slit of her cunt. He eased forward separating
the plump lips of her outer labia. He felt her tense, her
anticipation growing.

Moving with slow-motion speed, he inched his throbbing wand of lust
into her body. Deeper the swollen shaft slithered. His lust-engorged
cock crown touched, then splayed the scalloped inner lips of her cunt.

He was within her now. The hot liquid shelter of her pussy surrounded
him, bathing each inch of cock he fed into her hungry body. She felt
so good, so hot, so tight. To just lie there atop her luxurious body,
to feel the glove-like tightness of her pussy sheathing his cock
would have been enough.

Enough for him - but not for her. She needed all the pleasure and
release his body could provide. And that's exactly what he intended
to give her.

Abruptly, his hips jerked back. His prick sluiced upward, posing at
the entrance to her love channel. He paused a moment, then drove
down. Long and hard, his piston of pleasure burrowed into the folds
of her steaming pussy.

"Sweet bhaiya!" She groaned under him. "You're so big! So wonderfully
big! I never imagined it would be like this, never in my wildest

Her words hit him like an electric jolt. Sizzling sexual energy
coursed through his groin. His pelvis lurched up and swung down. He
ground into her crotch, making sure her stiffened clit felt the full
impact of his body.

He felt her cunt squeeze around him, sleeving his prick in the humid
recesses of her core. She was tight, so damn tight. It was marvelous.
At another time, he would have liked to just lie there letting her
milk his rod with the magnificent power of her vaginal muscles. But
that would have to be another time. Now he was fucking her, and he
was doing his best to make sure it was an experience she would not
soon forget.

While he drove his prick in and out of the envelope of her cunt, he
swung around a bit atop, just enough for his mouth to cover one of
the mounds of her tits. Then he sucked. He sucked hard, his tongue
slashing across the top of her stiff nipple like a moist little whip.

Her moans deepened, filled with gratification and soaring lust. She
writhed under him, her hips bucking up to meet each thrust of his
crotch. Her pussy squeezed at him, sucking along his slicked length.

She tucked him with unabandoned desire. Her hunger for the pleasures
of a man drove her on at a fervent pace. The harder and deeper he
shafted into the heated hole of her pussy, the more she wanted him,
begged for him. To allow such a passionate woman to suffer as she had
with her husband was a sin, he thought. The man had to be insane.

Suddenly he found himself groaning around a mouthful of delicious
titflesh. Janu wedged a hand between their sweat-drenched cores and
toyed with his testicles. Her fingers lightly kneaded the two heavy
balls, teasing him.

His response was an even harder-plunging cock. He reamed in and out
of her fleshy sheath. His hips twisted and ground into her pelvis. He
hunched, throwing his full weight behind each of his deep-probing

"Close, bhaiya..so close" she managed to moan in between his slicing
thrusts. "Close!"

Immediately, he upped the tempo of his relentless fucking. Her
nearness to climax and his own burning need whipped him on. He threw
himself into her, trying to slam the head of his prick against the
ring of her cervix. But it seemed an impossible task. The deeper he
poled, the more her body seemed to open up and accept him.

Faster and faster his cock ramrodded into the juicy slit of her
snatch. Harder and harder, he drove the mighty spear of his lust into
the mouth of her belly. She groaned continuously now. She squeezed at
his balls, creating a fantastic mixture of ache and pleasure.

In and out, the knifing length of his pulsating prick skewered the
juice-flooded hole of her cunt. On and on, she welcomed each probing
thrust of his sex.

Her body was packed with him. His fat, swollen presence dominated her
life. At that moment, she existed for him and him alone. Her body was
no more than a vessel for her new found brother's cock. And she loved
it, loved every hard, throbbing inch he shoved deeply into the greedy
slash of her pussy.

It seemed like years since a man had entered her body. Now all the
mounting frustrations she had felt during her marriage to her husband
seemed to shatter and explode away. This, the feel of a man rooted so
deeply in her cunt, was what she had yearned for. This, the pulsing
hardness of a fat prick, was what she had ached and prayed for.

And now, now that her prayer had been answered, she realized she
could never live without it again. She was a woman, not some doll to
be used, but a woman who felt and had needs. And those needs and
desires needed a man to satisfy them. Her husband could never be such
a man.

Inward his cock rammed, filling her body. She moaned in unabandoned
relish, savoring the feel of his skewering rod. She
squeezed down on his thickness, trying to hold him deeply within the
trembling channel of her pussy.

Out the pulsating shaft slithered, evacuating the edacious mouth of
her belly. She quivered and trembled. She felt each swollen inch as
it withdrew. Then downward his pelvis swung, once again slamming the
rigid length of his prick into her juice-filled cunt.

Higher and higher she soared with every pounding stroke of his
magnificent piston. Her thighs glowed with expanding heat, warmth
generated from the constant ramrodding of her cunt. Hotter and hotter
she burned, consumed by the flames of lust and love for her new found

Outward the glow spread, swirling to meet the desires of her body.
Closer and closer the fiery heat came. Then it was there flaring
within the very core of her pussy. She groaned out loud and long,
surrendering herself to the explosive force of her climax.

Beneath him, her body quivered in tremors of pleasure, tremors that
rapidly became full-fledged flesh quakes. Her fingernails dug deeply
into his back raking down toward his pumping buttocks. The wet sheath
of her cunt contracted around the stiff staff of his prick, sucking
at his length in the moment of her ecstasy.

Her carnal desires satisfied, he then allowed the boiling pressure of
his loins to spew forth. He came, blasting spurt after hot spurt of
sperm and semen into the tremulous socket of her sex.

Thick, white cream fountained from the slitted mouth of his cock,
scalding over the hyper-sensitive surface of his glans. Jet upon jet
of his seed splattered over the pink folds of her love hole. He
drenched her, covering every inch of her greedy pussy with his

Seemingly, he emptied at least a gallon or two of his seminal
reserves into her before his throbbing prick at last subsided and the
flood of his climax ceased. Gratefully, he just laid atop her still
trembling body, savoring the complete satisfaction of their

When at last he rolled from her sated body, she nestled into the
hollow of his shoulder clinging tightly to him. He held her, enjoying
the warmth of her body suffusing along his side. He held her until he
felt her breathing soften to the shallow breaths of sleep. Man and
woman, brother and sister, they both remained motionless untl sindhu
entered into the room.

As soon as janu saw sindhu coming inside, she felt horrified. All the
while she almost forgot that she is also in the house and tried to
grab the saree. But mehta didnt move, he is too tired and moreover he
knows he dont have to, knowing sindhu well. Sindhu stopped janu and
kissed her fully on the lips, and held her like a baby.

"So, did u like my birth day present, dear sis..?" she was teasing
janu, and as expected janu she flushed deeply and grabbed the saree
and ran into the bathroom.

When sis finished narrating that day's happenings my small cock has
come to life! And I held her more tightly not knowing what to do. She
was also going wild with her recollection and started rubbing her
clit with her left hand and pulled my mouth to her left tit with her
right hand.

Before I even sucked on her nipple, she came with a big cry...and I
felt something happening strange in my pants and wetted it. I meekly
slided from her and within minutes lost into deep sleep...The next
day when I got up, I found that sis was already up. Last
night was my most memorable night...because some thing strage
happened...and for me it looked like experiencing an electric shock,
even though a pleasant one!

It should be around 6 am...and we always get up early in the morning,
our parents made it a habit for us. In another half n hour, I'm ready
and went to kitchen...to get my morning cup of Horlicks! The first
thing I saw when I entered kitchen was mom busy with washing last
night's dishes. She has bent a bit while doing that, and she is still
in her nighty. The jasmine flowers in her hair looked a bit
shaded...mom always wants dad to buy her fresh jasmines, when he
comes back home in the evening. He never misses that, even if he was
late...and when she has them in her hair, some how I feel like her
beauty seems to increase manifold! But, for me the most lovable sight
is to see her in the morning with the jaded flowers in her hair and
doing the house chores in her nighty. Probably that's the reason for
me getting up early in the morning to catch a glimpse of that sight
in the morning!

When I was lost in admiring her early morning beauty, I didn't notice
when sis came into the kitchen. Sindhu straight away went to mom and
hugged her from the back, a bear hug it seemed. But I can explain
it...after all she loves mom the same way I do!

Mom gave a jerk and when she saw that it was her daughter, gave a
sigh and again concentrated on her job.

"Mom...you know, right? Avi and my self want to go to Renu's marriage
and did you talk to dad about that?", with that sis gave a little
peck on her right cheek! While she was enquiring, I can see that
sindhu's hands were roaming all over mom's thighs and when they
landed on her front...mom gave a jerk and turned towards sindhu and
looked questioningly.

"Come on mom...! I was just checking whether you have changed the
nighty or still wearing the same from last night!" sindhu was smiling
mischievously! Mom was able to guess what she meant...because her
face turned beet root red...and she knows that her daughter was
referring to any marks on her nighty, after their love making!

"See baby...now I know that you have grown big! So, I have to really
think hard about what lalitha told me...", mom turned away and
resumed her job again.

"Mom...! what did lalitha aunty tell u...? I don't understand a bit",
sis was furious and I felt she blew up every thing, by her carrying
away with mom.

Later mom started talking. She told us what lalitha aunty told her
and it looked like even mom agreed with her. Basically that is same
old story! Sis is grown up now..and it will not be correct if mom
allows sis to go for tuition to his flat, let alone going to Renu's
marriage alone. Sindhu started fuming when she heard that. But, not
for long. I was surprised by her gaining her senses immediately! May
be that's the reason, why she is able to command all the men who came
to her!

She again hugged mom from the back and started kissing slowly on her
neck, ears...cheeks! Any mom will just melt when her big girl does
that, I thought. And that's what happened here.

"Mom..how can you think about suresh uncle like that...He will be
surprised if he knows that. He will feel very bad for whatever he has
told about you!", sindhu slowly started moving her hands up and down
along mom's thighs! Now it's mom's turn to get surprised. While she
didn't stop what she was doing, she asked sis what she was talking
about. I can see that mom is clearly confused...probably thinking
what suresh has told about her!

"He always tells me...what a fine woman you are...and if at all he
wants to get married, he wants a woman like you! He some times tells
me that dad is lucky to get you as his wife!"

All the while sindhu was not idle, she started moving her hands
slowly and seductively...now they are within the reach of cupping
mom's breasts! I was too excited...and at the same time, I was
frightened that it will be too much for mom to handle and she will
make hell lot of noice. But, mom got excited just like me...and she
didn't mind her daughter running her hands up and down...and tried to
kept her cool! But I can see that she is aroused by her thrusting her
back more towards sis!

"He says if he was married to you a woman like you, he will never go
to work...just sits at your...i mean his wife's feet...and treat her
like a queen!!"

That's it! Mom blushed a deep red, and looked very happy! I can
understand...when you have grown up children, and suddenly you know
that there's a secret young admirer for you, no woman will deny their
feelings and mom immediately turned around and kissed sis on her
cheeks and said she will talk to dad about our trip today!

We didn't know how days are passing by and the sunday came. I was
watching TV when sindhu called me into our room. I know that
something is going to happen. I have become so expert in the past few
days that when her voice shakes...I know that some thing's up!

Nisha is her class mate, and so are Anil and Rajesh. Anil is the son
of a wealthy men who donates huge amounts of funds to the school in
which they all study. So, naturally Anil enjoys a special attention
in the school and Rajesh is his best buddy. I don't know when and how
sindhu made friends with them, but now Anil wanted a help from sis.
To help him seducing Nisha!

If you want me to describe Nisha, it will be very difficult. What can
I say...? She is a complan girl! Yes...she tops the school year after
year in the studies and her face is so innocent, contrary to her
name. If Complan wants a pretty and cute model for a girl of 17, she
will beat every one hands down! That's for sure! She lives with her
divorced mom, who works in a top position in a private consulting
firm. Nisha and her mom came to our house once...and I must say that
her mom looks so beautiful and I just wondered what made her husband
to divorice her!

So, it's time for Nisha to leave a bit of her innocense! I believe in
sindhu's capabilities and I just can't imagine how Nisha will blush
when she has her first experience!

So, sindhu will be going to Nisha's house in the afternoon and will
be returning only late during the night. I'm becoming increasingly
frustrated now...this is the second time that she will be going
alone. But, there's no other way and I know one day will
come...when...I can't be denied these pleasures!


I was asleep when sis has returned and it should be close to 10
pm...when she woke me up. And here is what has happened........


"Don't worry, Mom. I'm a big girl now." Nisha told her mom. Sindhu
was just smiling and she knows that it's common for mothers to give
advise to their girls when they go out!

"You're the only one left now, the only one. Even though your dad is
not with you, I never let you feel that you lack some thing. But I
know that...with Sindhu around, I don't have to worry" and she smiled
at sindhu.

Sindhu couldn't help admiring Nisha's mother. She is a very lovely
woman, with a good figure, smoothly tapered legs, and she should have
somebody to replace the husband which had been missing for six years
now. It wasn't right that she should deny herself the love and
passion of a man, not right at all! Probably she will help her in
that way...

"Well, if you must leave me alone, you can." Mala, Nisha's mother
sighed. "You know that I'm tired and need you to help me."

"I'll be in early, mom, and help you tomorrow. This is the first time
I'm going out and sindhu is also with me. Moreover, we are going to
Anil's house only. You'll be all right this evening, won't you?" Sure
she will, Nisha thought.

"Oh, I realize I'm only being a selfish old mother," Mala said,
smiling. "It's your time to be out and find some happiness. I've had
mine, now better luck with yours. Sindhu...take care of my daughter!"

"You haven't finished yours, aunty," sindhu said sharply. "You're
only thirty-five, and a beautiful thirty-five at that!"

"I know. I haven't finished...and I have my dearest child." Mala was
looking at her daughter lovingly.

"That's not what I meant! I--Ohhh, what's the use." sindhu thought it
was not the right time. Nisha turned and started across the room. "I
have to get dressed now, Mom."

Mala looked at her beautiful daughter tenderly as the almost naked
Nisha walked barefoot into the hall. She was slightly disturbed at
her child, because sindhu had almost spoken...and was no doubt nisha
will be thinking...what she herself hadn't dared to think at her
young age. But she couldn't stay mad or upset for long, and she felt
herself warming with love and affection at the radiant, tanned body
of her daughter...the jet black hair fanning out behind her
head...the way her conical young breasts beat with the rhythm of her
heart, solid and not as large as her own, but then not fully
developed, either.

And Mala had to admire with pride her daughter's smooth flat belly
and cute navel and the gentle sloping to her thighs...where she knew
there was a bed of softly curling pubic hair...slightly thinner than
her own--at the moment covered by merely a wisp of budding hair...and
the pink petals of her still untouched young vagina.

Nisha's tight, almost boyish buttocks swayed gently as she walked
toward her bedroom, and her feet, small, with delicate toes ...
suddenly Mala came to her senses...what has happened to her today..?
May be her daughter going out for the first time made her to think
like this...she tried to reason it!

Still, she couldn't help fearing that Nisha was perhaps emerging into
maturity faster than she should, and that she wasn't experiencing the
joys of childhood. Was Nisha growing up too fast? And then Mala
laughed wryly, realizing that she was being foolish. She was
overprotective, desperately clutching her child to her bosom because
that was all that was left. No husband, , and there wouldn't be

With another long-drawn sigh, Mala lifted herself out of her chair
and began taking the groceries into the kitchen and
asked "Sindhu...do you want some coffee?".

Nisha had showered and stopped before the mirror in her
bedroom...looking with satisfaction at the voluptuously curved
body,her attractive mother and father had given her...and again
studied the way her panties outlined her slightly puffy little cuntal

Sindhu kept her coffee cup aside and came towards her and tugged the
panties up with her fingers until the smooth round cheeks of her
buttocks and the thin divide of her vaginal slit were tightly
impressed into the soft nylon...and Nisha giggled with secret

Sindhu hugged the semi nude Nisha from the back and moved her hands
up to grab both of Nisha's cute breasts in her hands and started
squeezing the nipples..."hmm....No wonder, why boys just die for you!
You have such a lovely face...Nisha..", she was nibbling at her ear.
Nisha gave a big jerk and pushed sindhu away...showing mock
anger "I'm not Rajesh...go and do to him..got it?". Sindhu was able
to judge that Nisha is a bit aroused also from her ministrations and
thought it is necessary before the big time!

Nisha slipped into a mini-skirted jumper, the top of which covered
her breasts but still gave the impression that she was naked
underneath. A summer dress, befitting the heat...and good for getting
a boy like Anil all hot and bothered, Sindhu thought. That's the
reason she selected the dress for Nisha for that evening! Even though
Nisha didn't agree for that dress...finally she had to give in...she
too want to be adventurous!

Nisha began to comb her softly waving hair, and again she looked at
herself in the mirror, seeing the way the mini-skirt clung to her
buttocks and was more than half way up her tanned thighs, with slight
creases in front where her legs joined her hips. With sudden
awareness, she realized that she could almost see the lips of her
vagina--was the jumper too daring for tonight? A forbidden thrill
raced through her. She looked at Sindhu and said "Hey...sindhu, I
don't think I can come in this dress" almost pleading her. Sindhu is
not the one to give up so easily...and she just made sure that Nisha
will not back out.

Finally, Nisha shoved her feet into a pair of slippers and ran out of
her room. "Mom!" she called, "I'm going now, Please lock the door!"
and with that Nisha and Sindhu headed towards Anil's house, in
Sindhu's car.


All of them are sitting in the living room and Anil has given them
his family album to look at.

"Sindhu, here, this was me a few years ago." Anil took out a picture
of a boy. "That was me, I swear." Anil, the handsome, muscular boy
was sitting next to Nisha. Rajesh and Sindhu are sitting together.
While handing the photo Anil had to bend towards Nisha and when his
face came very near to her bosom...he just lost his mind. He thought
of ripping her dress then and there and wanted to suck her cute,
little breasts...but he knows it can't be done that way and regained
his composure.

"Hey, you were cute, Anil," Sindhu giggled, taking the photo from
him. "Lover boy, all right."

"Yeah, I think now no one thinks me that way when I started growing.
Well," Anil said, "I would like to have a drink. What about you,

"I...No way...I just thought of spending some time together with you
all. That's all" Nisha was shocked at the thought of Anil and Rajesh
drinking, when they are here. Sindhu came to her rescue and
said "Guys...you carry on with your drinks. Nisha and myself will
have some coke"...she winked at Anil and went to fix the drinks.
Anil's house has a very good bar set up. The whole house oozes the
richness. Sindhu selected Chivas Reagal for this occassion...and she
carefully mixed the drinks for them. She is not new to the
scotch...some times she takes a peg or two with her parents...when
they are in good mood!

Nisha felt some thing different in taste...but didn't give a thought
for this. Soon, she had completed her third glass...and now she
really started liking the coke!

"Here..." Anil said suddenly. "Listen to me. How'd you all like to
see some real movies? I mean some hot ones!"

"Hot ones?" Sindhu asked, puzzled. She wanted to act before Nisha

"Sure, sexy ones!"

"Not now and here! " Rajesh said. "Any way...Where's your dad
tonight, Anil?"

"That's what I've been trying to tell you. Dad is at some business
meeting up in the City, We've got the whole house to ourselves." Anil
lost his mother when he was very young, so he had sent the servants
on leave for this.

"Yeah ..." Rajesh breathed excitedly. "Yeah, that sounds great."

"What are you two talking about?" Nisha demanded.

"Look," Anil said to both girls. "My dad's got some films he bought
in Europe. They're ... a little spicy!. He got a new reel of film the
other day, and I haven't seen it...yet, but I imagine if it's like
the others, it should be a kick. You game?"

"Couldn't be worse than those magazines Rajesh was showing me
Wednesday evening, Anil," Sindhu giggled. "Sure, I'm for it."

"What about you, Nisha?"

Nisha paused, not sure what she should do, irritated at her childish
fears and still she is not in the right frame of mind with that coke
doing wonders to her.

"When your dad gets a Tom and Jerry flick, we'll invite her," Rajesh
said, laughing. "That's her world, Anil.""Listen, I may be younger
than you," Nisha said hotly to him, "but
I'm not that much younger." She could almost bite her tongue off as
the words poured out of her. She wanted to show them she was old
enough...but yet...she'd heard about these kinds of films, about the
nudity and things, but certainly they couldn't show everything!
Or ... could they? A tingle of wicked excitement ran through her in
spite of her reluctance. It would be sort of fun, and it wouldn't
show anything she didn't already know about...The moment she tilted
towards watching...the scotch started taking control of her mind in
full strength...Not want to? Suddenly she wanted to very much!

"Anil, let's see your dad's film. What the heck, a little piece of
film can't hurt anything?...huh"

"That's the spirit, baby," Anil said. "C'mon, let's enjoy!"

Anil grinned at Nisha constantly while he set up the TV and VCD. His
cock swelled in his pants as he thought of what might...what could
very easily happen that evening if he played it smart. Yeah, lewd and
obscene treats were in store for this innocent little virgin sitting
next to him, and once she reached the stage of being too hot to
resist, he was going to turn her every way but inside out! And she
was a virgin...he could sense that just as a hound can smell possum.
He'd have to take it slow...he knew. Slow and easy so he wouldn't
scare her. First time's the big time, he realized...having melted
many a cherry in his day. But one thing is sure...he just doesn't
want this girl to be one among his many prizes. There's some thing
special...he didn't know what it is...

"All right, folks," be said heartily, "name your poison."

"This is the one?" he said. "Says 'Dog Instruction' on the label."

Sindhu was passing out drinks to them. Nisha tasted her drink, and to
her surprise, found it very refreshing!...having had her 6th glass of
coke that evening.

Anil sat down on the couch next to Nisha and put one arm around her
so that she was close to him, and he let his hand drop down so that
it brushed against her breast casually...almost accidentally. "Hey,
baby," he crooned, "I really love you, you know?" He felt Nisha jump
slightly as she heard him, and he squeezed her tighter, pressing his
dangling hand once more against her smooth breast.

Nisha shivered in his embrace, and the alcohol seemed to diffuse
through her system. She pressed her thighs tightly together to
control a peculiar tickle which was worming its way through the soft
sensitive flesh down between her thighs.

Anil pressed his attack, feeling the tiny, bud-like nipple of her
breast harden under the thinness of her dress. Nisha knew she was
going to have to stop him soon...before things got out of control;
she squirmed, moving his fingers away without him noticing it...and
her short skirt hiked up over her hips, exposing her thighs and the
white crotch-band of her panties. She blushed furiously and tried to
pull her skirt down again. Anil laughed. "Leave it alone,
baby...you've got nice legs. Don't
hide what's there, because you have got nothing there I don't know
about! I have a seen lot of them in tennis court!"

That brought a shriek of laughter from Sindhu and more livid redness
from Nisha. The young girl felt hot, but not wanting to let Anil and
the others think she was square, she didn't move her skirt...but
quickly took an extra heavy swallow of her drink. Anil leaned
across...brushing against her body tauntingly, and refilled her glass
from his.

"CD is ready!" Rajesh said, sitting down beside Sindhu on the other
couch and picking up his glass.
"In a moment," Anil said. He slid his hand from around NIsha and
stood up, walking over to the bar again and reaching underneath, to a
shelf along one side. "Before we begin the festival, let's make it a
little better for all of us."

He brought up a tin that English cigarettes are often packed in, and
brought it around to the others. "Here, each take one," he offered,
opening the tin. Inside were hand-rolled cigarettes of a peculiar
brownish texture. Nisha had a sinking suspicion what the odd
cigarettes were.

Marijuana...or some other!

"Light up," Anil went on to say, and pushed the tin in front of
Nisha. "Go on, baby, take one, Dad always has the finest collection"
he urged.

Nisha's mind was wrought with indecision. She'd heard too many
stories and lectures from adults, but she was just as afraid of
looking like she was a kid. She glanced at Sindhu for support and
guidance, and was shocked to see that her girlfriend was already
lighting one up...eyes shut, completely oblivious to Nisha's plight.

"What's the matter," Anil growled, "aren't you game, baby?"

"I ... I never smoked one before," Nisha blurted. She instantly
wished she hadn't admitted that, for now she really sounded uncool.

"A little bit will not hurt anybody," Rajesh said.

"Yeah, don't worry about a thing," Sindhu said, exhaling.

Don't worry ... She'd said the same thing to her mother only hours
earlier, and here she was! Worried!, Nisha thought.