) in the evening my sister didn’t come that day too. So, we were alone. She was wearing same suit. After having dinner we watched tv. She was aslo a...ting differently to me. She was sitting closer to me and was smiling everytime i saw her. )then we proceeded to bedroom to sleep. She started changing her clothes there only. I asked,”bhabhi eh ki kar rahi ho?”(bhabhi wat t u doing?)Bhabhi boli,”kapde badal rahi haa” (changing clothes)i said ,”mere sahmane? Main duje kamre ch jaawa?”(in front of. Lets face it, all guys need to cum at a minimum of once a week or we get backed up. And if we don't get it, we beat off to relieve ourselves. If a guy is not getting sex and says he doesn't masturbate, he is fucking a liar, simple as that.I was also starting to surf the net looking at femdom pictures of guys being ass fucked with strapon dildos and being spanked. I don't know why, but I started to find this as a turn on. I would like to point out that I am not gay, I personally find the gay. Mommy saidshe wanted to buy me clothes for ballet. We got stockings, ballet shoes,leotards and tutus. I knew that mommy had done ballet in her youngeryears. Mommy said she could teach me ballet as she had got aqualification in it.Mommy said we should visit my brother in hospital. We went from the mallto the hospital after Mommy stopped at a shop to buy my brother somesnacks. During our visit in James's room Mommy asked the nurse if it wasok to give James a bed bath. Karen offered to give James. This however didn't sound much like Alison and as he caught aglimpse of the gentleman in yellow overalls waving in acknowledgement herealised it was a parcel delivery.'Oh well he's seen me now,' thought Larry. 'If he's not fooled I'll tellhim it's a joke, what's the worst that can happen. Take the parcel, smileand withdraw.'He opened the door. The delivery man, from DHL in his fetching uniform,was stood 2 metres back and the parcel was on the front mat."Hi love, parcel for Alison Wells. No need.