Mujhy abhi b yad ha wo Saturday morning thi aur main ny batoHi bato main us sy pucha k ap apny husband k bina kaisy rehti han to uska chehra udas sa h... gaya ye daikh k main ny usy sorry kia k sahid main ny ap ko upst kar dia ye sun k wo thora muskarai n kaha k ni aisi koi bat ni haUs din us ny mujhy apny ghar any k lye kaha aur apna phone num b dia k wo mujhy phn par apny ghar ka address samjha dy gi. Main sham ko tyar hua aur usy phn kar k usky ghar ka address pucha wo shadman main rehtiThi. I had found a wooden booth,that could probably only accommodate four people at a push. We had beenchatting and gently sipping on our drinks when I became aware of a group oflads in football shirts at the bar, one was drunker than the rest. Hestaggered across and sat down beside us, our bodies touching and trapping meinto the booth. He starred at Freya. I think we both decided to ignore himwas for the best and Freya resumed our conversation about clothing styles.Out of the blue, the drunk Said. Just ignore me. As much as I loved Thursdays in the motel with all the various positions, toys, bondage and sex, and now almost always with Mike joining Bill and me there, blow job Tuesdays were different and just as good. I know I am great at blow jobs as I have used them many times in high school and college to keep from getting pregnant. I am one that feels I AM in control when I am giving a guy a blow job even though he thinks he is in charge. I control how good it will be, if I let him. I was forced to play with my siblings (2 older brothers, 2 younger sisters), and we were forced to be creative in finding ways to fill our time. We played in the fields, in the barns, we even managed to fool around with the tractors from time to time.I love my family. I have great siblings. Of course we fought, argued, did all the things normal k**s do, but overall we played well together, and were each other's social circle. We watched out for each other at school (an ungodly 70 minutes bus.