. she would probably just find a way to make it even worse... but suddenly I realize that she is right. Deep down, a part of me has been craving to be...totally exposed like this... i just didn't have the guts to do it myself.. Like she said, if i didn't want it, I wouldn't have let her take all those pictures.. and with her phone no less. She ended up making good on her word, and it changed my life forever. I logged onto facebook the next morning to see that she had posted two of the pictures. I started the meeting off with, "Welcome to my humble abode, can I get you anything to drink?"I knew I was in trouble when the ladies requested coffee or tea. As they began to relax a little while we were waiting for the drinks from the nearby replicator, I could see just how tired they were. They were all yawning and fidgeting. They were obviously beyond their comfort level on something.My mother was not saying anything, just letting them work on getting their courage up. The coffee and tea. Mam has padi.Aab mam smajh gaye thi ki maine ek typical bachha type ladka hun.Unhone juce lakar mujhe diya .Aur main hostel chala aya. Aab mam mujhse bahut ghul mil gaye thi aur main bhi.Abb main mam ke ghar hamesha jatata tha,actually mam mujhe bulati thi.Unke saath room decoration karne,kabhi kabhi kuch naya dish banaya hoto woh mjhe bulati thi.Aur akhir kar woh raat agaya jis din main ek cute bachha se jaanwar baan gaya tha.Woh raat main bhool nahi sakta. Date tha 21st march 2015.Mam ko. Zelda waltzed into the store one day looking for that book by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Her face looked like a young thirty-something but I knew that she was much older when she told me her name. I mean, who the fuck nowadays names a girl Zelda? She had to have been at least fifty with a name like that, likely more.Now, the way I do my seduction — which may not be the right word, because all the women who I wind up fucking — not the ones I strike out with - come into the store, if not outright.