” Didi amar katha sune hense dilo aar bollo, “tui bhishon shaitan aar smart hochhis” aar didi lajja peye toilete chole gelo. Praye 15 minuter po... didi toilet theke phire elo aar amra bus stpoer dike cholte laglam. Amra bus taratari peye gelam aar bus ta praye khali chilo. Ami buser ticket niye didi songe pechone giye bose porlam. Seate boshar por ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi tumi bra tao change korecho ki na?” Didi amar dike takiye henshe dilo. Ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “Maine phir. As soon as the door closed behind them, I headed for my aunt's bedroom and her panty drawer.When I pulled the drawer open I got a suprise.On top of her panties was a dick shaped vibrator,big,black,and with huge balls attached to it.I saw my aunt must have been shopping that week because there were some new shiny panties that I hadnt seen before. I spent most of the night in there playing with them until I figured it was getting close to time for her to get back.I laid down on the couch to wait. As it pulsed it move, ever pulse filling it, moving it, making it hard. As if a sleeping giant awakened by the touch of your hand.This was the permission that you were waiting for. Your freed hand wouldn't not back down from this fight. Quickly it grabbed the thing, holding it and gripping it. You would not lose, you were going to make the b**st submit, to break it, to command it. It would obey you. It would be yours, you would control it.Sensing the commotion, my adventurous finger removed. I used to love to watch the Disney Channel, especiallyHannah Montana. I had been hooked on Harry Potter and then Twilight. Ireally liked French class but I didn't like Math. I was still a virgin.My dress at the Christmas formal had been a red satin sheath dress witha halter top and a deeply plunging neckline. My best friend was JulieMcClusky and I was so amazingly head-over-heels in love that I knew Iwould someday be Mrs. Marvin Carver or -- I -- Would -- Just -- Die!Wait... what? Consciousness.