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I started spying on my father and my sister , n paid people money to spy on them . Easily i got photographs of my sister knocking someone in school toilet . After a month i got tape of my dad fucking a prostitute n taking a bribe . Now i got their strings n i came to know that father once had affair with my chachi .Now i waited for a day to unleash everything , in few days my family went to attend marrige of my cousin .I went in there , i met uncleUncle : Hi, sameerMe : hi uncle Uncle : your father told me you left to chandigarh for jobMe : (clearing throat) i’m back now , umm , you saw my mom .Uncle : yeah , she is in main tent .i said thank you n left to main tent .n i saw mom ,she was standing there in beautiful yellow saree n she had lot of colorful bangles . I remained there making sure she doesn’t see me .I planned to take her out so i can attack her . I send my nephew to go and tell her that bride(my cousin) want to talk her in backyard of house , n he did it all for a. SHELLY: We moved to the pool deck.Madeline glared at the phone, letting out an exasperated sigh. That was it? That was all Shelly had written? After a full hour of being alone with her husband, "we moved to the pool deck" was Shelly's only update???"Again with the phone?" her mother asked accusingly. "Sorry, mom. I've been expecting some important messages. From work. I, unh, need to reply to this one."Frustrated, Madeline typed quickly back: click, click, clickety-clack, click.MADDY: And? AND?!? I'm dying here!! What is going on?Jealous, insecure thoughts had been twisting knots in Madeline's stomach for the past thirty minutes. She worried: did the silence mean Shelly's flirtatious advances toward her husband Scott were working? Was Madeline's marriage now over?What would Shelly's successful play at seduction look like? Was Scott sneaking peeks at Shelly's shapely curves while she pranced around the pool deck in her skimpy, red bikini? Were they exchanging steamy, shared glances.
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