. no, 'hurt' isn't the word for it."Lydia got a concerned look. "What IS the word for it, then, David?" I-- it-- look, I can't tell you." David, you c...n tell me anything. I'm your mother." No, I-- I can't!" David! This is not normal. Now, please, tell me what you're feeling so we can try to figure out what happened." She reached for his member to gently see if there were any clues as to how this occurred."I-- it feels good, okay? I mean, it feels really, REALLY good! And... and you NEED to stop. Although as the doctor had said she could see nothing that resembled a baby, Tara retrieved this memento from the toilet. She put it into a freezer bag, planning to give her baby a burial perhaps in a pot where she could watch something grow in memory of the part of them that should have been. But six weeks later that freezer bag still sat like a silent reminder of her loss each time she opened those doors. Despite six weeks on anti-depressants and a couple of counselling sessions, Tara still. She told he she loved her BF but most of time he ignores her because of family & Cast thing, we usually talk about what we do when we meet, we created our fantasies. She said she is coming to Delhi to attend a family function, so I made arrangement for our first date.So one day finally we met first time, I went to a pre decided place to pick her, I saw her she was wearing black single piece dress her glossy red lipstick, black shiny hair adding charm to her face. Her curved body her 32DD size. After we cleaned up and lay back inbed I asked her are you sure they did not fuck them and you just don't remember cause you were so horny, She kinda snickered and saidbelieve me if they had fucked me I would have remembered, I asked her do you think you will fuck them on their next visit, She saidshe didn't think she would cause it wouldn't be fair to me since she wouldn't let me fuck another girl, she said at least we have thememories of what did happen, she then laughed and said its going to.