And water started to fall. She could see my hard penis from over my underwear. I showed as if I didn’t care. I asked if she took bath today. She sai... yes. Hmm.. I was a bit disappointed. Suddenly an idea struck me. I asked her and u put soap on my body. Before she could reply I gave the soaping her hand and took the candle and kept it on the window grill. As she came near me she also got wet because of shower. I told her to remove her sari. She said it’s all right. I sat of on the bathroom. Of course, not one of them ever took me anywhere or did anything for me. I was just pussy, no need for foreplay, just knock on the door, and stick it in me, then leave as quick as possible, and hope nobody saw them" she smiled weekly. "What really hurt sometimes was when a guy would come over and fuck me nearly all night, and then laugh and call me names the next day in school" her smile disappeared. "It was always "yeah baby, give it up" at night, and "Eeeow, she's just nasty fat" in the. The place smelled of incense, or perhaps rancid sausage. On shelves were all kinds of sexual devices: dildos in a wide variety of shapes and sizes, from tiny to huge, even bigger than Harry Cocksworth, various colors, flesh tone, black, one the colors of the rainbow, and one striped like an old-fashioned barber pole, and various textures as well, from smooth to ones with huge nubs like on a snow tire. When I gave her Clara's name, she nodded and thumped across the room. The floor shook with. " I lied again.Annie grinned and leaned closer so her face was just inches from mine, her big eyes holding mine, "But have you ever been loved by another woman." No." I whispered as my confident facade began to wane."Well, I'm intending to take you home tonight and show you a few things." she whispered. "But only if you want to. You just have a quiet think about it and we'll have a little chat later."With that telling comment, Annie cruised back into the throng of the party leaving me to.