So how did this all happen? I haven't a clue. I remember when I was a little k**. I was raised by a single mom and a sister and I had some time to pla... by myself in my room. I don't know why, but running around my room and playing in my white socks and underwear, all tight and pulled tight, gave me butterflies and felt different than just playing normally. I did this for a while in my youth. God knows how long. I actually didn't even have a desire to even do anything with pantyhose yet. My mom. The date of the photo-shoot soon arrived and the studio was ready with the scene she requested. A black velvet backdrop draped over my circular bed, covered with deep red rose petals and surrounded with candles. The atmosphere of the room suddenly changed as the clock turned 7:00pm and there were a quick but firm knock at the door. As I opened the door I greeted a friendly face. "I'm never late, especially to see someone like you." This made me blush and I led her to the scene I made. Only. I began crying and got out of bed, wandering down the dark corridor and then along the balcony that looked down into the living room, Mummy! Mummy! But my voice was smothered by the storm and the howling wind. Then a flash lit up everything like bright day and I saw them below for an instant, both pale and raw-looking. I went very close to the window of their room, and then saw my father was doing something terrible to my mother, humping and jerking on top of her, and she was crying and. So I want you to be your regular happy self before they come.”I knew it. My parents would never leave me alone on my birthday. But I wanted something else that day. The gift of adulthood. The gift of losing my virginity. Sadly that was not going to happen anymore. She continued to speak,“Gaurav, I can’t give you what you want. How about a kiss….”“I’m not a child. I don’t thi-““…on the lips,” she spoke with complete seriousness.Our eyes were locked as there was complete silence at that moment..