You like it?" I sighed. "Kind of sounds like 'sissy' so I'm not too crazy about it." She nodded. "Something a little more grown up then, maybe?" "Yes....'Julie'," I blurted out. "I've always liked the name 'Julie,'" Karen smiled. "Then Julie it is." She sipped her wine cooler. "You know, Julie, there's something I wanna say." Uh oh, I thought. "What?" Her voice lowered as she spoke. "Frankie's thirteen. He could go either way now. Ya know?" I wasn’t sure, but I nodded. "I think him being with you. “Thanks for getting that in so early, Jack,” she said, glancing at your five page proposal. “Only Maribel has hers in, besides you, and finals are only three weeks away! Can you believe some of these teachers?”Every professor at the school considered Janice Larrison to be something of a non-self-aware bitch. You were no exception; however you somehow managed to stay on her good side, often going out with her on lunch break for coffee or sandwiches. Despite her blatant disrespect for a majority. "You're not paid to like him, you're just paid to fuck him." Max had his hands on my breasts again, my nipples between his fingers. He tweaked them before telling me to get my ass in gear.I knew that was true, and as much as I disliked Paul he wasn't as sadistic as many of the men I had been with. I pulled myself off Max once again and headed to the basement. This house in Montecito was small with only one room in the basement. It was windowless, dark and had concrete floors. It was damp, but. “kya… tumhare sasur …” and i looked in her eyes.. “han… mere pati ka bilkul chota hai… aur mujhe maza hi nahin milta… ek din babuji (sasur) ne mujhe pathak kar chod diya.”So dear readers i was interested how all these have started she said her life.. From now on please read this incident in her own words. I have not changed any thing from her story only made some sophistications… now enjoy.. But behold readers are requested have their partners to enjoy the story… and as usual please send give.