"Sean, since you were the only one to usethe potty this morning, you get to choose which cup you want." For thefirst time, Tom looked at the choices.... Both were sippy cups. Did kidsstill use sippy cups at this age, he wondered? Or was Nora allowingSean to regress a bit in order to pile just a little bit more ofhumiliation upon her brother-in-law?Sean barely took an instant before choosing a cup, and Tom could seewhy. While both cups were white, the cup Sean picked had a dark bluetop and a. I guess and I m a regular reader of this site Please send your comments and feedbacks to This is my first story in this site so please excuse if any mistakes I have done. This incidence happened four months back. I work in an office located near nungambakkam.A lady named Latha name changed works with me and from the day she joined I had an eye on her but she were into different department so I couldn’t do anything, later I heard that latha is going to get into my team, soon she moved to my. We chose four songs originally and started to rehearse these along with our usual selection of rock and blues standards.While sorting through all my songs I had composed in the past, it occurred to me that I did in fact have quite a variety of songs to my credit. Some were actually quite good if I say so myself. The only one that ever made it onto an album was an anti-drug song I had written some years back called 'My God And Devil'. It was recorded by a friend of mine named Joe Malgeri and. Turned out so was Amy and as we laid watching together her hand went under her pants and she started playing with her puss.I asked if she would like some help.And she looked at me as she replied saying, " don't you have your hands tied enough with your two girls you sleeping with? "I replied back saying I do but I'm more than willing to help you out. She said no its fine not tonight as she continued to finger her puss. She started moaning and her free hand gripped mine and squeezed as she.