"Excuse me.? Your Michael?"? The same Michael that I catch looking at myboobs?? I want to snap my fingers and say "Hey, my eyes are up here'"?"Well ye...h.? I know he likes women but there are just a lot of strangethings going on with him." Like what?" Well he's just been getting a lot more feminine lately and then thereare the toys." Toys?" I asked."Yeah ... well, let me start from the beginning.? Michael has always beenvery interested in sex and trying to convince me to try new things.Normally. After marriage she use to talk to me only as a friend and never talked to me about past. I also got married .Now after 8 years of her marriage she don’t have any child . One day she met me and asked me about my cell number .I gave her .Next day she called me and told me to come to her house as her husband was out for work .she told me to sit on sofa as she would serve me some soft drinks ,I asked her why she had called me she told that she was not satisfied with her husband and wanted someone. "It is not to be called amiability, it is her duty; a slave does not dictate to a master." Come; you are joking yourself now. Are there any more slaves to be had who bear this beautiful name?" Undoubtedly." Really, count, you do nothing, and have nothing like other people. The slave of the Count of Monte Cristo! Why, it is a rank of itself in France, and from the way in which you lavish money, it is a place that must be worth a hundred thousand francs a year." A hundred thousand francs! The. So, I agreed somehow. My mom sent my brother to his friend’s house for a couple of days and informed uncle about my decision. So he came to our house that night.He was drunk. He gave me some to drink. I quietly sipped his whisky. It tasted bitter. He then slowly removed his clothes and came towards me and started kissing me. At first, I was tense. But I slowly gave in and started enjoying his kiss. He kissed deeper and sucked on my tongue. It was slowly turning me on.While kissing, he slowly.