Dealing with the heavilyy medicated zombie mother, and Gwen was almost more than I could handle. Work and Gwen became my priorities. Once we settled...in, tho, she flourished in the new school. We were living in an upscale suburb, she met lots of nice k**s, and then there were the riding lessons. Gwen and I started; growing closer. I was the man in her life that had never been there, and she was the female who was happy to see me, affectionate and flirty. It gave my ego a boost to have this. We used to play together. She used to wash me and, and you at the same time he said, getting slightly embarrassed.We were children then Saab.No call me Bhayia, that is what you called me then.So life went on. They were more comfortable with each other now, and often remissed about childhood days, spent together. Fighting, laughing, playing hide and seek.One day Kalim came home and found Sonia crying. She normally waited at the dining table for him to come home with a glass of water. Today she. ” The lads ears pricked up, “And did you like that Aunty, being dominated?” She smiled wistfully, then said that “it had its appeal, he had not been a hard master, no pain, just control, and bondage, sometime for hours, sometimes with total detachment, so he could just have her whenever the mood took him.” The lads jaw dropped, “Wowee, that sounds awesome!” she grinned, “there is no accounting for the games folk play behind closed doors…” it was his turn to grin, so she said, “don’t you ever. Sure I’ve had girlfriends and have done the usual making out, hands down the pants and up the shirt thing, but never had I gone all the way. I guess I was too scared of the consequences. But I had met a girl and charmed her enough for her to come home with me one night. My parents were bowling that night and wouldn’t be home until 11:00 or later depending on whether or not they won. Erin arrived at my house at about six. I watched as her car pulled up. I couldn’t wait to.