Thodi der bad uska hath garam hone laga our muje bhi kus hone laga tah. wo jan bujkar uske bade bade boll me pith pe laga rahi thi our badi hi kamukta...se me pith ko mal rahi thi karib dus manut ke baad wo boly raj ye sara mel to tumhare under wear me ata he tum ek kam karo khade ho jav.Our me khada ho gaya usne jat se mere under wear ko niche gira diya our bolne lagi ab ise bhi saaf karana padega. our wo dhire djir mere land pe sabun laga ne lagi. uska hat mere lund pe laftehi mara lung 8inch. Grace had made herself this way ever since her break up in junoir year of high school. When her boy friend and her had broken up and he had told everyone her secerts not caring if she got hurt or not. "What are you doing Matty it is freezing cold out here!" Grace yelled at the man who she had just met. Matty stopped a few feet away from her taking a second to catch his breath. "Well you forgot your jacket," He said holding out his jacket. "But I didn't get your jacket I just took mine and hoped. My eyes drowsily half open, still in that dream world of exploringhands.OOOOOOOOOPart of me was amazed at the changes that had already happened to me andpleased as punch, and then there was this very lingering feeling that allthis was somehow wrong and illicit and dirty and immoral .. immoral..what,... no look at me I look marvellous and I feel wonderful come-onwhats next? I was on the ship governed by men. So where is the immoralityof that? And how can that be wrong? I had signed the papers. But I'm losing the willpower to fight any more." I don't know what to say," I admitted. "I should tell you to never give up, but I can see the toll the disease is taking on you. Are the doctors giving you any hope?" Oh, they have all sorts of schemes to arrest the progress, but in fact, they don't know if they will work either. And worse, the effects on my body are just too much to bear. The look in Sharon's eyes when I get home from these sessions is more than I can take. I usually just go to.