He smirks down at me. “Well well well, and here I thought you were going to be doing work while I was out,” he says in his oh so deep sexy voice. ... moan escapes my lips as I move my hips over the chair, unable to help myself as I stare up at Jon with pleading eyes. “I … I couldn’t help it… Oh god, I’m so horny and wet Jon!” "I can see that,” he chuckles. “You’ve made quite the mess on your nice leather chair haven’t you?” “I’m sorry,” I say, unable to stop whimpering and teasing my nipples as I. It couldn't be.I try to be as liberal as the next guy. I mean, I have friends, well, acquaintances who are gay. It's never bothered me. But I didn't want my daughter to be like that. I wanted her to be normal. You know what I mean."Why do you think you are a lesbian?" You're not mad are you?" she asked, her voice quavering."What? No, of course not. I'm just surprised. I mean, you've had crushes on boys." Yeah I know. God, I still think Brandon in my algebra class is an absolute hunk. But...". I open the main door and she woke up and sat and i shouted at them and asked them not to sleep here but she pleaded me that she is new to mumbai and she does not have a place to sleep once the arrange ment is done she will leave. I told her that if she want to sleep here then she need to obey the instruction given by me and she agreed. It was very dark and silent so i sat on the staircase and started gossiping with her and she gave me a smile and told that sabji aap bahut acche ho hum logo k. The only thing that kept me from killingmyself right there and then was the sure knowledge (always fueled by the nunsat school, of course) that I would burn in Hell for all eternity.Not that I'm bitter or anything.By High School, I learned to assume the cynical, detached pose that isusually the mask of either the social misfit or the true psychopath. (I know,I know: I shouldn't use terms like that lightly. Just humor me, ok?) I neverdated, barely managed to graduate, and drifted through a.