Diwana Dewar - Hot And Romantic Indian Stories - B Grade

Her arms were more defined and her legs were thicker than he remembered seeing in the brief glances he stole when she wore a dress or skirt but it was still Kelly. As he watched, dark, nearly black hairs grew from her calf muscles. Kelly shifted, moaning in pain or pleasure, shoulders working as if she were releasing stress, back and down, muscles she'd never had in her back flexing around her shoulder blades. When she looked at him, her eyes were the color of sunshine filtering through a drop of honey. David sat hard on his ass in the hallway, blinking in confusion as his mouth worked to form a sentence. Her lips were dark black and split slightly at the top, showing her canine teeth and an expression of pain and confusion. Her jaw, so delicate before, was thicker. Her face looked slightly longer and David swore she had more teeth than she should. "Wha... wha.... Kelly... wha..." David sputtered, trying to form rational thought. The fingers of her left hand were larger, her whole. He had sacrificed all of that when his mom was diagnosed with cancer, and now, thanks to all the medical bills, he was left with little except for his mom's old house--a house so far out in the middle of nowhere that it was impossible to sell.Marcus left the mail on the kitchen counter and stripped off his clothes. The first thing he did after leaving his shift at Pucker was shower. Every time. That place is disgusting. Afterwards Marcus fixes some dinner and settles onto the couch. Reruns of some game show are all that's on TV, so he opts to read for a while instead.He remembers the mail on the counter after a while and goes to have a look. The junk mail goes straight into the trash; Marcus doesn't need any more credit cards. Next are a couple of bills from the hospital. He pushes those away for another day. It's funny how medical debt never dies, even if the people who were sick do...Marcus's eyes are drawn the gold envelope, and he picks it up. It is heavy, and it feels strangely.
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