Clumsy fumbles in the dark, passionate, rushed, and naïve… that’s the way everything is when you’re young and in love. But however immature it ...ight’ve been, it was sincere. As we became steady, we had sex frequently, you were always on the pill and I was always wearing a condom. I laugh in my head… glad that we discovered the shot, which lasts much longer and is more effective, long term. Our sex became focused, intense, and masterful. Like a dance, like tango… passionate, zestful. Slowly, you. "After all, they can't reallybe boys' if they've only ever been worn by a girl, can they?" I'm not sure I want to help you out anymore - you aren't groveling veryconvincingly."I thought I'd better do as she asked. "Oh, Kathleen, my dearest-everfriend, who I admire more than anyone in the whole world, could you findit in your heart to take pity on poor little-ol' me and let me borrowsome of your wonderful, stylish outdoor fashions? Pretty please??" Say 'with sugar on top'," she ordered."With. I rang the doorbell and waited apprehensively. Although I had kept in touch with my brother shyam by phone and e-mail, I had not seen him or my sister-in-law Ramya since they moved to Australia two years ago. They had obviously done well. From the outside, the house looked impressive; certainly large, I guessed five bedrooms at least, with well manicured front lawns and well kept flower beds. As the door opened, I did a double take. I remembered Ramya being attractive but the woman before me. That would be about right. At times I pleased myself daily, or multiple times a day. Other times it was once a week.Now? It was definitely a day of multiple orgasms.And it was a day to eat chocolate.As I entered my apartment, one I shared with a couple of other students, I immediately proceeded to walk to my own room, where I had chocolate and everything else I would need for the rest of the day.That was to say, multiple vibrators, a dildo, a bed and my laptop. My laptop being necessary for.