Hearing that made me stop in my tracks as I inched closer back to the door to see what Evelyn's reply would be. She said "if she wanted to fuck you, I...wouldn't care... but she won't, she likes Alan to much". I smirked to myself, proud that she told him that there wasn't a chance... I didn't want him trying to pressure me into sex all night. Evelyn then said "she's missing out though, look at that pretty fat cock" followed by sucking sounds. I had a good idea what was happening, and being in my. They allowed me a free reign to go where I wanted. Allowed me to read all varieties of pornographic books and magazines. And of course they allowed me to watch any of the fine collection of adult video and DVD movies they had built up over a number of years on my own state-of-the-art electronic equipment in my well-appointed bedroom.No, allowing for all of the above it is totally the fault of all those rejections. After all for a boy like me, how many humiliating verbal slaps in the face are. Hum donoblue film etc dekhtee rehte hai, har trah se khul kar baat karte hai, par usne muje kabi gaand nahi marne di chalo mai apni baat par aata hu mera duty time 10 se 5 hai mera bank ghar se 10 min ki duri par hai… 1 din mai bank gaya to pata chala ki aaj bank mai strike hai, hum sab mil kar gm ko hamari maange de kar 11 baje free ho gaye, maine socha ghar chalte hai aaj meenu ko ghumane le jauga, mai ghar gaya ghar ke bahar badi si car khadi thi mai jaise hi door bell bajane laga meenu ki. ’ ‘Would you live with me at weekends and be my Cinderella, er, Cindy?’ ‘Now you are making me nervous. Certainly not.’ She watched his face turn sad and felt sorry for him. She asked what was wrong and he told her that he’d always had a nanny for personal comfort but since leaving England his former nannies were not on hand to give him relief. Cindy was fascinated. ‘I could spend Sunday afternoons with you. My aunt and uncle always have friends over on Sunday afternoons or go out to see.