I didn’t know what to tell and I started mumbling in fear. She asked me to meet her in her room after dinner. I didn’t know what to do. I was very...much scared.I went to her room after dinner. She asked me to close the door. She was sitting in her bed with the Bamboo in her hand. I was scared to death and started crying. She asked me why I was crying. I didn’t open my mouth. She called me near and asked to sit near her. She told me that she won’t do anything and not to cry.She also threw the. Me: What else you like in me Preeti?Preeti: Sir my husband is so fat and he doesn’t make love to me at all. But you are so slim.Me: And what about the love making?Preeti: (Blushing) I don’t know about that sir.Me: You should know.Saying this I held her waist and pulled her towards me. She said her suit will get ruined because of oil. I flipped her under me and removed her top in a flash n started kissing her. She held my head and was kissing me like crazy. Oh it was so passionate.I was sucking. Us kissing wasn’t new. I’d never had a serious boyfriend, for various reasons, but when Marsie had been curious about kissing at thirteen or so, I helped her learn. We didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, and had plenty of fun making out together. I knew there were things we didn’t say, when we fell asleep after kissing every night. I could see the glimmer in her eyes, the darkness in them that reflected the hunger our actions pulled up in her. It was the same for me, the ache that. You have to wait for your turn to have a dance with Dad.”But then we got our turn to dance with Dad and we danced with each other too. Then some guys started asking to dance with Jen, so she danced with them but she kept on coming back to dance with Dad.One time while I was sitting at the table a boy about my age came up to me at the table.He said, “Um hi,” then he said, “Um er d ... I mean w ... I mean,...” then he started to blush and stutter and he looked like he was about to run away and I.