I see the red box, a little more rectangular, quite a bit larger than the last one sitting on the bed. Again I slit the tape and lift the lid. I smile... this is clothes and a letter. Dazi…sweetheart you know I love to pick your clothes out when we are together. Pretend that I am sitting in my favorite chair watching you get ready for a night out together, dress up for me baby. I can hear your voice in my head as I read the letter, can feel your arms around me holding me close. I sigh, missing. It made me mad that he was living out his fantasy through fucking me and flattered because it made me think I must be better looking than Mom had been at my age.“Mom?” She looked up. “Yes?”“How long does Mr. Burkle need to help me?”“Well, I don’t know…Until your grades improve I guess. Don’t go over there without calling him first. He has a lawn mower shop to run you know.”I didn’t know that since we had just moved back to Mom’s hometown after her split from Dad and we’d moved into her parents’. ) After few days my parents came returned. I thought every thing is ended and I became sad. Suddenly I noticed a lot of changing in Surbhi now she was closer with me and always tried to come close with me. After 15 days my family including Surbhi were going to Allahabad for my uncles son wedding by the train in this journey only our three ticket conformed instead of four but we managed well till evening but when night came down after dinner my father and mother was taking rest at two separate. He kissed my back and rubbed my tits as he fucked me."Oh, Lindy," he said between kisses, "I should have given you a C a long time ago."Shit, my grade. I was so horny that I'd forgotten that's why I agreed to do anything with him.I begged him to go harder, so he did, and I shrieked."Oh, god," grunted Nate, "I'm fucking close. Lindy, where do you want it?"I managed to respond, "In me!"His breath quickened, his body shook, and his impact became harder."Oh! Yeah, yeah, mmmf, yeah! Fuck yes!"He.