Right after my model sessions,I would always go into my bedroom and lock the door.Then take out from my secret hiding spot,the pair of moms silky pink...panties mom had discarded in the top of the trash bin months earlier.I felt so strange and different and naughty. They were so soft and fit so tightly especially when around my throbbing stiff little rapidly developing penis. It was dirty I know, but it felt so dam good that I would just lay there until this wet spot would always stain them right. I took her contact number, from that day we both started talking to each other whenever possible we use to meet each other, sometimes she comes alone and sometimes she gets accompanied by her sister. Days passed and my feelings got stronger for her and I decided to tell her about my feelings, so I selected the place where we use to sit alone and use to Chit chat. The season was winter and the month was December of 2014. Usually, Mumbai does not have too much cold in Winter weather but that day. There was a bit of a silence in the car for a while as we began our drive home. I guess it was because of what the Doctor had said. I didn't know quite what to think and mom must have been having similar thoughts about it. What she seemed to have said was mom would help me masturbate into the beaker! It seemed bizarre! Mom would see my erect cock and then see me spurt my cum. God! That was a private thing to me in my life so far, but now I was supposed to wank off in front of mom! I felt a. “You know her better than I do. I just want you to understand that this might not be something you and I can decide. Bill is back from vacation on Monday and I’ll talk to him. That gives you a day or two to let everybody else know what you want to do. I do want to encourage you to wait until after the scar tissue is removed before coming to a final decision.”“What about getting a different sling?” I asked.“That’s going to have to be decided by Dr. Davis,” Ciera told me. “If she says no, then.