"Why do you think it's more humiliating to show off my panties than to expose my pussy?" Well, I think it goes back to how you were raised. You always...wore panties and you were always told to sit properly and keep your legs together so you wouldn't expose them to the boys. Remember 'I see London I see France?' When we boys got a glimpse of some girls panties it was always shouted out, we never saw bare pussies, but if we did I'm sure there would have been stunned silence, and how humiliating is. But then I obviously wanted too much too fast when I wanted to enter herthoughts completely. It felt like a sting in my head and I closed myeyes in reflex. After that she didn?t look at me again so I gave up.After those frustrating moments, I took the opportunity to meet some ofMr. Steinberg?s friends, when he invited me to a cup of tea on a Sundayafternoon. It was a teacher?s couple in their early fifties and aretired psychiatrist. It turned out that they had used their shared timeat the. Before I could speak again, he pressed his lips to mine. I was shocked. He tasted of peppermint and something else. He moved his tongue into my mouth and that was when I realized it, blood. Years of being beaten up at school I could taste blood in my mouth. My brain was screaming to push him away but I found my hands gripping the back of his head to draw him even closer. He finally pulled away.“What…What are you?” He smiled, showing all of his teeth including two gleaming white fangs. I. “ kutia, sona mut , mai jaldi aaunga.. “I came to my room and from door of my room I waited. After few minutes I saw mom entering her room.That lady has told me that the pill will start effect within half an hour. But I waited for more. I completed my home work and after about one hour I entered parents room. But room was in darkness. I was unable to judge whether father slept or not. Still I slowly moved towards bed. I went towards mother’s side. I moved hand up on bed and she caught my hand.I.