"Man, that sure does suck!" exclaimed Wiggins."Yeah, that's one way of putting it. I've promised myself that I will track down the guy who killed her ...o matter how long it takes," Gavin replied."Jeez! Are you gonna shoot the fucker?" James asked."Now where in the hell would I get my hands on a gun in the UK? If I was William Tell Sackett that's just what I'd do, but we're a wee bit different over there, man, we don't have guns everywhere like you guys seem to," Gavin answered."Hey! A Louis. I fell asleep watching the women’s gymnastics. I don’t know why they call the event women’s when I don’t think I saw a single participant over sixteen years old. I don’t know how long I had been asleep when I heard a noise in my room. The light was on in the loo (another British word meaning toilet) with the door nearly shut. I could make only make out a figure. I reached for the bedside light and turned it on. When my eyes adjusted to the light I recognized one of the Olympic swimmers was. You see in my world, where I am from, women pleasure the men and the men have no real regard for whether the woman receives any or not. If we get any pleasure, it is in the act of giving pleasure to our men," she explained."Well that hardly seems fair," he replied."Maybe, but that's just the way it is… or was," she said, "I have to keep reminding myself that those times are past. It still seems very strange…" I'm sure it is. But the times have changed quite a bit from your time. Nowadays women. Right from that day I have been thinking of her waist line and small boobs, waiting for the opportunity.In my second year of btech on some festival my aunt and her kids came to our home to spend holidays with my family. I have thanked god for this chance which I thought I would never miss it. As it is festive season my dad went to get some groceries and my mother went to invite the neighbors for pooja in the evening. Me and my aunt are watching tv alone in home with her kids,while her are.