In addition, your armsare becoming sore from being above your head. You look at me in an expressionof pain, but hold your tongue. You alternate more a...d more quickly, unableto find relief in any position. As you tire, you begin to sweat from the exertion.The cold sweat makes your hair cling to your back, and shines in the candlelight.You shiver. I smile. ?Perhaps the stimulation of the board would be more acceptable ifyou were aroused. Why don't you masturbate yourself against the board for. " Sarah moaned as Nikki applied a thick layer of fuchsia-coloured lipstick. "We don't want to miss the birth, and we have to geta card, and a gift..." I'm almost done," Nikki said, touching up her mascara one final timebefore letting Sarah take her turn at her dresser. Nikki watched with alazy grin on her face as Sarah applied her make-up to enhance her face-which Nikki of course thought was already the most beautiful face in theworld."Do you still really think you need so much make-up?" Sarah. " Honey you hate those types of shirts and you hate wearing ties. It is sodifficult to find clothes for you sweetie; you are so petite and demurefor a boy your age. These clothes were the best I could find for you."Mother was right; I was rather small for a boy my age. I was only five -foot six and weighed a hundred and ten pounds. I always hoped for agrowth spurt but one never came. Due to the ballet classes and exerciseMother had me perform I had a small waist, a flat stomach and developed. She had her own problems, sadly all because of me.At that moment Amma was wearing a brown tight blouse and a matching underskirt only. She had stopped wearing saris inside the house, even in front of me. As she moved around the house, her breasts jiggled since she was not wearing any bra.With every step she took, the fabric of her blouse stretched showing off more and more cleavage. The reason she wasn’t wearing any bra because the ones she owned were all broken. She couldn’t afford to buy new.