Whenever I was all dressed up and stared in the mirror I was speechless. There was this beautiful girl staring at me and it was hard for me to compreh...nd that it was me. Actually, that isn't me, I thought. It was someone completely different. That was the moment Meghan was born. Back in my high school days I had a huge crush on a girl named Meghan and the way I looked now reminded me of her. I don't know if this is just a lucky coincidence or not but I decided to name myself after. She immediately jumped up and taking a pace forward, turned to face me and locking her eyes to mine, slowly undid the remaining few buttons of her shirt, and shrugged the sides round her shoulders but keeping her budding little titties covered.I don’t know where she got her ideas from, but it seemed this little 11 year old was giving me a private strip-tease! She turned from side to side, always keeping eye contact with me, then slowly drew her hands down and back, revealing her tiny mounds. I gave her my permission. A duplicate key to my apartment was always lying with the landlord and she was to use that key for access to my apartment in my absence. From then on many a time I would smell her perfume when I came home. This told me she had been using my computer during the day. I also found out she had been using the computer to surf the net. Initially she surf the news and information sites. But gradually she started to surf sex sites on the net. I found this out from the surfing. I told him she never sucked my cock. He laughed and told me that. She likes typical Indian housewife in front of you. But in real she is a whore. She also told me that she had sex with 3 different guys before marriage. I was happy I got a wife how I was expecting her to be. When I went home my wife acted normal. From next day Suraj went daily to my home. Showed her blue films. He wanted my wife to have sex with my another friend Raju. She got fucked by Raju too. One day I made my mind to catch.