Us waqt tumhe sharam nahi ati? tumhare ye kartoot b jab mummy ko bataonga tab tumhe b pata chal jayega..ye sun ker us ka rangpela ho gaya..or inkar ka...ne lagi k mai ne aisa kuch nahi kia..maine jhat se us k hath se mobile liya or dikha dia..usne nazrain neche ki or torhi dair baad uper ker k kaha k bhai main tumhara wala mummy ko nahi bataongi.. or tum mera wala mummy ko mut batana..maine us ki taraf muskurate huway deka..or kaha ok tik hai..or pir maine kaha k maria ik bath to batao? tum mai. I will be down there tomorrow night!" Good Rob. And now you can come if you like, imagining me going off with another man who you have agreed to let me fuck!" Oh yes please, I want you to fuck him..." Rob's voice trailed off and I heard him grunt as he came, which was enough to make me come too. That was our first ever phone sex and it was amazing!After we had calmed down, I gave Rob my room number and we arranged a few more details of how we would enact the evening."I can't believe we are. He continued filling my guts with his nasty whiskey flavored piss, and I tried to spit out more than I swallowed. At long last, dude finally jumps off the table, and motions for the Mexican dudes to unchain me while he disappears out of the room. I hear him mumble “get him some milk”. The Mexi dude returns in a moment with a tall glass of milk, and my clothes. I just kinda look at the milk, and the dude offers “keeps you from getting sick from the piss” I raise an eyebrow, and chug down the. Of course itwas my fault. She sent me in the classroom and I was not allowed to goout in the playground for a week. I remember crying at the nurse's officewhen I was getting changed and complaining that it was not fair. TheNurse just said that boys should not kiss boys, and at the same time,maybe it would help me to wear boys diapers, so other boys would notthink I am a sissy or what's worse, a girl. "From what I hear, many boysthink that you are a girl. You cannot run from who you really are.