Once when i reached home by 6pm, my father opened the door and started to scold me on the door. People in building were looking at me and i was feelin... very bad. In anger i left that place and knowing no place to go just wandered around in anger. I reach krishna rao park, which is a famous gay park in ban galore (which i never knew till that day). I entered the park and sat on far deep bench in the park. As i was talking to myself in anger i saw few people moving around me, as it was dusk (a. After some time she came wearing a sexy nightgown with coffee.. There was already a tent in my underwear and she smiled after looking at it. We started having a chit-chat with coffee.Then I told her that I had never seen someone sexy like her. I said to her that she looks amazing. Then she said really? What is so amazing in me? Then I boldly said your boobs.She smiled and said asked, really? I said yes. Then she asked, do u want to see it? I was waiting for this moment to come, after listening. I told her it was ok but she kept insisting but the more she padded me the more her hands started to cup my breast. It seemed like she was fondling me. i felt helpless because it felt so nice to feel another womens touch. She loked into my eyes and I culd feel her hand on top of my breast. It was like i was in a magical place.Her husband decide to get behind me and started to fondle my ass. I love it when my husband grabs my ass and spreads my asshole. He was gentle I didnt know what to do. If he toldsomeone about magic, something bad would happen. The image of hiscrumbling home played back in his mind. It had been so many years, Zachdidn't even think about the ominous gift his mother had spoken ofanymore. The only thing that stayed his hand was the unknown consequencesof revealing her secret.It had always been hard. Since the day his mom told him of magic, hislife had played out like a twisted version of The Magic School Bus, onemagical lesson after another. There were so many.