He had a special accent that only a hood rat dweller from where I grew up would talk I had worked hard to change the slangin my voice so that I was no... as easy to figure out where i was from not that I was ashamed of my upbringing but the only good things that came from where I grew up was d**g dealers and prostitutes and I was neither. I gave him my messenger name and we startedim"ing eachother and we talked non stop for 2 days and I mean non stop and I sent him all my favorite pictures from. I had one of my friends who was very supportive and used to tell me to forget my past and start afresh but it wasn’t easy. Then I got introduced to one of her friend who is the heroine of the story. Let’s assume her name to be Cinderella. Cinderella was a very fair girl, with brown curly hair, medium sized boobs, slim waist and the softest part of her body was her ass.As Cinderella was my friend’s best friend, we met quite a few times, but nothing more than HRU and bye; on our 1st meeting I. I felt jealous that Rao gave so much pleasure to mother. I sat next to her, looking at her beautiful glowing face. I was calm and depressed. My mom asked me why I was moody.I asked amma, “Why Rao was spending so much time with you?”“It’s none of your business, you are too young to understand” she replied angrily.“I will tell dad when he comes” I said.“What are you going to tell your dad?”“I am going to tell dad that Rao is your lover. I have seen you and Rao doing it”, I said, looking down at. 3.We landed at Fallon Navel Air Station outside Fallon, Nevada.Mat was there waiting for us. He had us park our planes near an old hanger. We would start with a two-hour ground school, then fly. Lunch, more ground school then fly again, dinner, then one hour of Kung Fu. All meals were surplus MRE's. This simplified prep and clean up.Mat met us and had us strip. He said every ground school session would start with a half hour of Tai Chi. He had a friend of his there to teach and lead us.I was.