I was thinking when she has agreed to come home and was in the shower. Fuck, what was I doing sitting here? when did I become so dumb? I moved near th... bathroom I was on cloud nine.She had not locked it. Get in Vinay – fuck her–rip her off, taste her delicious pussy. Take her hot delicious boobs in your mouth, squeeze them hard. Go fuck her in the shower. Satisfy all your sinful desires, my mind was screaming.I quietly opened the bathroom door, entered, and closed it behind me. Then I stripped. "Of course, he is."After a moment she handed the phone to Tom. "Becky wants to talk toyou."Tom took the phone. "Hello," he said warily."Hi Tom. Karen says you're wearing panties already. Are you wearing oneof your new bras too?" No." The conversation was embarrassing and Tom felt his face flush."Well bring one with you when you come over. Maybe the cute one youwore yesterday." Becky! No!" he protested. Christ!"No bra, no paper. I'm sure your sister won't be too happy about that."Damn! She was. Thinking that this must surely be over so I could go home and have a good wank, she then hit me with “At your age Frank, it would be good to have a prostate exam” OMG!! What? I thought. Well, I figured that as she had touched every part of my naked body a finger up my arse should be no problem, something Dr Harris had done last year and wasn’t so bad. “OK” I said with a stammer and croaky voice.She led me over to this contraption that looked like something from a BDSM clinic (I had read an. This is just a set up for the rest of the story, which starts here.Chapter 1:It was August, 2002. George was living with us at the time, and I was sitting in the basement with him. He had had a few drinks, and we were just talking and conversing about life and such. During which, I just kept thinking about how PERFECT he was for me in every way. We both had a passion for music, thought the same about a million random things that we had never even discussed, and I just knew I loved him. That was.