Hic.After I'd left Chris's house and returned home with mam I just couldn't seem to get out of my mind what I'd witnessed,seeing Chris's srep-dad seem...ngly sniffing his underwear,the pair he'd used to wipe up my boy-piss.To my innocent mind it had seemed so weird seeing this.Yet in another,(maybe not so innocent),part of my mind it had seemed,well,I don't know,just sexy.Yeah,what would a k** of my age know about sexy?! What I do know is that sat at the table with mam and dad eating dinner my. Maine kaha bhabhi uski chinta aap mat karo, apki badnaami hogi to sathh me meri bhi to badnaami hogi na.Fir maine bhabhi ko apni taraf ghuma liya aur unke peticoat ke naade ki gaanth jo ki unke boobs ke upar thi usko khol diya aur peticoat ko niche gira diya. Ab bhabhi mere samne sirf black color ki panty me khadi thi aur unka badan jharne ke pani se bheeg raha tha, waahhh kya madhosh kar dene wala figure tha bhabhi ka, kya bade boobs the, aur nipples bhi bade-bade ekdum dark the. Ab mujhse. The doctor's words echoed through his mind. "Terminal illness," he had called it. A death sentence.James muttered faint whispers over and over, the words obscured by the sound of his heavy breathing. It took him a while before he could actually speak aloud the phrase that had been so forcefully taking over his mind since he had heard his prognosis."Death shall not take me," he muttered. "Death shall never take me."He had watched others taken by Death. He had watched as his sister's glowing face. At least on paper, he was everything I'd ever wantedfrom a dominant man in my life.Still, that was always pretend and I never thought it would ever beanything more than pretend. Part of what made it great was the fact thatit was just a part of my imagination. Could the real thing ever even comeclose to matching the fantasy? Well, so far, actually, it kind of had.And my biggest fear, being turned away by my friends and family, was alsoturning out to be unfounded, as the two people who knew me.