“Nirmala, it’s time for your cake,” Norma called at the appointed time.
Nirmala came down looking a little confused. She stumbled as she walked to the sofa and sat or, rather, flopped onto it.
“I’m sorry, I feel dizzy.” Nirmala apologized as she looked excitedly at the cake with 19 candles.
Jack gave her another “coconut cola” saying, “This will help your dizziness.”
Nirmala eagerly blew out the candles as Jack and Norma mumbled Happy Birthday. Jack cut a piece of cake for Nirmala and ‘by accident’ dropped it down the front of her sari.
“Jack you’re a slob,” Norma smilingly snapped. “That’s a real mess. I’ll take Nirmala to her room to get cleaned up.”
By now, Nirmala was so wobbly that Norma had trouble getting her up the stairs. Jack followed knowing the fun was about to start. ‘Pure’ Nirmala would not be pure for long!
Nirmala collapsed onto her pink bed not noticing that Jack had also entered the room.
“Nirmala, I’ll just unwrap your sari so you can change.” Norma soothingly said. She untucked the end of the cloth from Nirmala’s waist exposing the tight saffron choli. She didn’t seem to have a bra under the choli. Norma continued to unwrap the sari, finding underneath it a sheer, white, clingy slip that reached to Nirmala’s ankles.
By now, Nirmala appeared about to pass out when she vaguely heard Norma say, “OK Jack. It’s your turn.”
Then Norma’s voice changed to a mean tone as she added, “Strip her and fuck her. I want to see you give this geeky bitch a good hard fuck!”
Nirmala wondered what she meant by ‘fuck’ and ‘bitch’ but was too dizzy to ask. |