Fast forward a few years and every visit included hanging out with my cousin Marie. Most visits had me spending nights at my Grand parents house, Mar...e would come over as soon as I hit town and we would own the living room, spending nights on the pull out couch eating pickles and olives of every kind and staying up until all hours. We would tell each other about our lives while the other one was away, communication through letters occasionally (this was pre email or even computers being. Everyone could use constructive criticism.If the only reason you didn't like my story is because you are jealous, don't vote, just move on.If the reason you didn't like my story was because of the subject matter, why did you even read it in the first place? It is tagged properly, if you didn't read the tags, that's on you, not me.Chapter 5WHERE THE FUCK HAD THAT LITTLE CUNT DISAPPEARED TO!! That was the thought that constantly was running through Kevin’s mind as he searched for her in the only. It was difficult work to make a living as a fishermen on the Irrawaddy these days, or anywhere else in Burma for that matter, but somehow U Tha managed, just as his father before him had. The trick, he always told his neighbors, was to get up early, so that you could check your fishing lines before the oppressive tropical heat became too unbearable. As he came to a calm area near the bank, he began to do just that. U Tha had only found this particular spot a couple months ago, but he found that. I yelled at my parents, for doing late (Just to make my parents trust me a good son who cant live with them), but i am so happy that i can continue my lessons. thinking of my lessons have made me horny and i went back to my house running. i searched every room for her and finally found her in my bedroom crying. she saw me come to me running, hugged me so tightly and asked me why i was away for so much time. The second lesson was learnt, if you show real love to any girl, she cant live even for.