The officer, who asked David to identify himself, had knowledge of our encounter in the field. “Who were you with today?” the officer asked. “I ...as by myself officer”. “What were you doing on this property?” “I needed a place to pull over and answer my emails” David answered. “Who was the girl with you?” “There wasn’t any girl with me” he fibbed again. The information the officer was privy to, claimed different. While at work, I received 7 phone calls from a private number. “Well, I can’t. She directed me into the front room, and I sat on the sofa by the door, she opened the cupboard under the stairs, and bent over to have a look around. As she did her tiny shorts rode up her ass to one side revealing a lovely pubic muff and a little pussy skin slipped out. This drove my already pounding cock wild, and I was wearing jeans so I was in quite a bit of pain. I attempted to rearrange myself quickly, and as I was doing this I heard a noise, and the lady was standing at the door. Baap se har raat ki Chudai ka dus hazaar leti hu.”“Uss maarwaadi Seth, babuji aur Puneet uncle ke baad Vinod uncle ka lund meri bur mein 4 th lund hai. Ab Vinod uncle se chudwaane ke baad kisi aur mard se chudwaane ka koi desire nahi hai.”Maalum nahi sach tha ya jhuth 21-22 saal ki ladki ne baap se apni chudai ki kahani sunaane. Main kuch bolta uss se pahle mera lawda ko pakad Anjali ne muh se baahar nikala.Woh boli, “Mere papa mere saath jo bhi karna chaahe karungi. Lekin apni bur mein unka. One by one, our friends came around. They laughed at me, and theyexchanged little witticisms, and they had so much fake kindness it madeyou want to barf. But that was okay. Monica explained to me that thehard times were the first times, the coming-out times when vanillasdon't recognize other flavors. After that, you were just you. Oldfriends might ignore you, and relatives thought you were scandalous,but it was all part of the transition. Some friends changed. Somedisappeared. But some were.