.." she sighed, wiping her face and sitting next to me. "...I've done way too much to prevent you from becoming like--" I couldn't believe her. I want...d to slap her right there."Mom!" I cried. "What are you talking about?! I'm not sick." But, Malik--" Being gay is not a disease," I firmly stated."But it is a sin," my mom told me. "And you can get HIV--" You can get HIV if you're straight, too!" I blurted. "Why can't you accept me the way I am?!" Because, Malik," she began. "I don't want you to. Mother looks increasingly confused, whispering “What’s going on?”They enter the living room and that big lovable black Labrador, Prince, is waiting for them. He immediately jumps up at Annabel, then at her mother, then at Sue when she enters. He must think he’s in heaven. Annabel makes a fuss over him, stroking and patting him, giggling that he’s a handsome puppy.A minute later, Annabel and her mother are sitting side-by-side on the couch. Waiting for Annabel’s big reveal. She looks nervous,. Inside the room was dark with only a small bulb at one corner throwing light and there was a full-length mirror and a small table below it. My Didi was standing near that with a smile on her parted lips and asked me to come near to see the saris. As I went near her, her arm touched and held mine-sending electric shocks through my body and she said “which color you like most??” My head was just reeling at the situation and I mechanically pointed to a red saree with a lot of designs on it and. She was saying,”Dipu, I feel like going to the bathroom.” I said,” Me too.” But we kept rubbing one another anyway. I suddenly inserted the tip of my finger in her cunt. She gave out a sigh with ahhhhhh and pressed my hand on it. Her pussy was secreting some kind of juice. I asked her,”Priti, have you pee on my hand?” She said,”No.” Protima was stroking me little faster. Suddenly I felt a pressure and released some westerly substance in her hands. It felt so good, I closed my eyes. Protima.