But after my first year and all of the hostel experience I have changed a lot. I have just had sex with only 2 boys till now but I have done phone sex...and sexting with many guys. It is the story from the time I was in a relationship. It was my first relationship which lasted for more than 1 year. He was a guy from my neighborhood in Bhopal (stayed near my hostel).We met through facebook. He was quite charming guy and specially his skill to play with words and change a persons thinking was. At the time it had seemed so fortunate; his absence would leave Izzy and me in privacy to re-take the pregnancy test she had been so very worried about.Who would have guessed when we two girls entered the family bathroom that morning that it wouldn’t be my irresponsible daughter but me, her slut of a mother who would be leaving fifteen minutes later with her life in a spin?Perversely, in a way, I should have been pleased. After all, had it not been for my daughter Izzy’s lax morals and her. "She squirmed and wiggled and rolled her hips and I came three times before we stopped and just talked. That was when the three gang members boarded the tram. I watched as they looked around at everyone and whispered. They started towards us and moved around us and one pulled a sonic cutter, "how about letting us fuck you girl? You can be our gang whore."Ginny was shaking and shook her head and one bent and yanked to rip her blouse. I came to my feet and she spilled onto the floor. My left hand. . one day i was passing throgh the way of her home. and suddenly my bike got puckchured on the way… I was standing and making the calls for time pass while mechanic was changing the tube.. then suddenly she came from behind and closed my eyes. i was surprised who’s this.. i pulled her in front of me and i was shocked to see her.. then she told me that she leaves near abt there.. and then she asked abt me.. then she insisted me to come to her home.. then i went with her in her home.. she was.