As I was lost in thought she turned up I looked up from the table as she stepped out of the truck I was expecting her to be in her usual jeans and T-s...irt bus she stepped out wearing a short skirt and a tight T-shirt I was in shock she had firm breasts her hair was down to her ass and she was taller than I thought she must of been about 6 foot tall I was gob snacked she was beautiful.She walked over tilted her head to the side and said you ready? I was still in shock I managed to stammer yes I. She told me that she will think about it and she will reply after a week. A week passed and I called her again to know the result and to my surprise the result was yes. I was all happy. We started to speak as a newly engaged couple and used to speak day and night in phone.Slowly our conversation moved to non-veg topics. I used to crack non-veg jokes in phone and she used to become excited to hear those jokes. After about a week our conversation moved to sex. She used to tell me that she don’t. I wasbeginning to notice, for the first time, how old the house appeared, notas in falling apart, but in decorum. There weren't any electric lights,any television, and no digital clocks. The lamps where all old world oilstyle, the furniture looked like it was hand carved, no color pictures,but rather paintings or black shadow silhouettes. In fact, except forthe basement, there didn't appear to be any modern conveyances of anysort in the house.I was beginning to nod off being so bored just. And ive always known i was 'strange'. I had two first loves, and girl and a dude, at the same exact time. I always thought that just my orientation alone was taboo, but damn was i wrong. When i was 18, i started dating this dude who was 36. His name was Romeo and was about 5'7" caramel complexion and he made it his life's mission to corrupt me. He was always surrounded by his guy friends who ALL looked WAAAY better than him. One day, he was showing me the pleasures of taking dick since i was.