Now let’s go to the stories. Her name is Shruti. I met her on the road. One day I was drinking tea, hearing a nice song in the tea shop. I was wavin... my hands to that rhythm. Heroine entered. She is wearing a single piece dress. She is wearing a single piece dress like a gown, but the skirt end before her knees. I was stunned at seeing a beautiful girl like her. She came towards me and asked, “What?”I don’t know what to say, “Hmm, what means?”She: Why are you staring at me a long time and. So finally few weeks back I took leave for few days and went to her place and was raring to have sex with her. I waited for her husband and her children to go out and when I found her alone I went directly to her and said,Me: “Aunty I want to have sex with you”Kavitha: Have you gone mad? Do you know what you are speaking?Me: Yes aunty, I want to fuck you.Kavitha: Mind your language! I will talk to your parents regarding this bad behavior.Me: Aunty, Please..I cannot control mu urge anymore, All. Once we got to his room I crawled to his side as he sat in his leather computer chair and started it up.I resumed licking his boots.He lifted my chin with his boot and I saw him positioning the small camera so it pointed down at me.He typed and chuckled as he read the reply.I had looked quickly around his room. A shoe box and a couple of plastic bags were on his king size bed. As I licked away I saw the bars of a large dog cage at the side of his bed.My cage.“Your first treat bitch” said Daddy,. Her eyes erupted suddenly, with no forewarning, into an explosion of tears. Her face crumpled with the impact of her sorrow and the embarrassment that even now, after all these many months, she was unable to control her emotions. And she, a woman who was once one of the sternest and most formidable negotiators in her department!However hard she tried, it always happened. Something would trigger it off again. Couldn't it just go away? Why did she have to forever carry this guilt and remorse.