I loved just writing about how I felt - everything was in my diary. It explained how I felt, and basically what I did each day in my life. I got my di...ry out and started to write a list of things I needed to do to change my life. I felt like I was buzzing - all the negative shit seemed to be erased in my life. Zara was right; I needed to change the way I lived my life and that's what I did, over the next 18 months, I got a place at a local college, studied really hard, and took my A levels. I. "You're such a dweeb... get out of here!" Sissy shouted as she threw a pillow cushion at him.She tried to ignore him but it was impossible since he was all over the living room. She looked at him with squinting eyes. He was wearing one of her favorite beige tops that clung to the body like a second skin. She had seen him wearing the water balloons before, but this time, he had made them massive; stretching her top to its limits."Hey... now I?m jiggling... just like you Sissy, look!" He shouted. (I couldn’t stop it).-> amui ki korbo? (what I will do?)=> tui Jodi eita ektu mukhe niye chusis taholei hobe. (if you take it into your mouth and suck, then it will stop)-> ami parbo na, amar lojja kore (I couldn’t, I feel shy)=> ami tor atoboro ekta upokar korlam ar tui amar jonney eituku korbi na, beiman (I did so many jobs for you, and you wouldn’t do this small things for me, ungrateful).At last she agreed to do that, I inserted my penis into her mouth and she began to suck. After few. Michelle still wasn’t home so I presumed her night had likely been enjoyable. I busied myself tidying the house up, what little clutter there was. Michelle is an impeccable housekeeper and there was little for me to do. I vacuumed the carpet and swept the kitchen/dining room, although neither actually needed it. Michelle got home about eleven thirty, came in the house wearing the same outfit as she’d left in and said she was tired and wanted to get some rest before that night. I asked her if.