It amazed me that one person could affect my moods so deeply. It was rather disconcerting. I sipped the smooth Scotch, enjoying the peaty, smoky flavo...r and paying only part attention to the news; something about the Mayor Rob Ford being removed from office for ethics breaches. The sound of the kitchen door opening reached me. I paused and watched the kitchen doorway holding my breath.She appeared and leaned on the doorframe. God she was pretty. A dark green T-shirt slipped to the side exposing. “Just do it” she replied rather swiftly. I took a picture and spent a bit looking at it. It really wasn’t bad, showing enough of my cock, covered in the silky material and lacy edges. “Did you send it?” she asked, sounding impatient. I sent her the pic. It seemed like forever for her to reply. I was worried if she actually received it. I had never sent a dirty picture of myself to anyone, with good reason because I didn’t want it to fall into the wrong hands, and now I fear the worse. “Mmmm, I. Atharku aval nee matum sunniyai sappinaal pothuma un kuthiyai kaathalanai sappa vida maataya endru ketal.Atharku naan perumbaalum thirumanam aagi vital, kanavan namai vida vayathil periyavanaaga irupaan athanaal namathu kuthiyai katayam nakuvaana endru theriya villai endren. Atharku aval sari naam iruvarum kaamam seiyalaama endru ketal.Enaku ithu puthithaaga irunthathu, naan avalai paarthu sirithu hey unaku paithiyam pidithu vitatha endru keten.En thozhi vayathil periyaval, athanaal perumbaalum. Tom took the news pretty calmly, actually. After the big build-up, as difficult as it was for me to force the words out, I suspect he thought it was going to be something much worse. ("You hid the body WHERE?")That was at least a small validation. I'd finally told him and he was still my friend. Maybe it might be possible to open up just a little... not much, but....It took me close to three years, but I finally had resolved to tell my mom. As I've told before, there was finally the right.