Maine bola theek hai…Mai didi se apni sare bate share krti hu har do teen din me didi ka caal ajta hai mere pass… Bat krte krte didi ne meko meri ...fs k bare me poocha .. Unhe mere sare affairs k bare me maloom hai…Fir unhone mera mobile mere se chin kar mere sare msgs padhna strt kar diya… Maine apne phn se apne gf k sath kiye hue sex chat dlt krna bul gaya tha aur didi ne sare msgs padh liya… Fir maine didi k face exprssn me kch chnges dkhna…Fir didi ne kaha ki wo naha kar ati hai aur nahane. But I wasn’t driven to find a girlfriend if you catch my meaning. I had dabbled with porn and stuff but it never quite sat right with me and more often than not when finding a girl attractive and getting aroused at the thought it wasn’t how good looking she was but how she looked, dressed etc.Home life was a happy one. My dad worked away a lot, Asia and Africa, something to do with oil, all I know was he made a shit load of money and we were very comfortable. My mum had been a nurse before I. "Hello, Richard! Getting a hard time from Sally?" Not half!" replied Richard with a grin. "Thank God for the cavalry! Have you met Deborah Cooper?" No, but, as a good landlord I know who she is and where she lives. Good evening, Deborah, and welcome. I'm Jim and I run this place." Good evening and thank you, Jim. Is there any way of identifying your secret police?" No, all the locals are and they're sussing you and Richard out now." I guessed so," she sighed.Jim grinned. "A small village like. And this has made me yet more eager to become a proper woman. I don't know whether he does it to make me feel jealous, but I've seen my boyfriend looking at other girl's bottoms, sometimes openly flirting with waitresses in restaurants, and then after a row last Sunday he said I didn't really like him and that I should learn to let myself go a bit. So that's what I decided to do.....On Monday night, as we made up after our row, I didn't stop him this time as he put his hand up my skirt. I.