Aapse khubsurat aurat maine aaj tak nahi dekhi. Aur ye main sirf sex ke liye nahi bol raha hu. Mujhe aapse pyar hai. Aapki baate, aapke harkate, habit..., mujhe acche lagte hai.”“Ye kya keh rahe ho beta,” ma ne chaunk ke pucha.“Aapko pata hai main kya bol raha hu. Kal raat ka waqt mere liye sabse accha tha. To kyu na hum friends ki line ko par kar le aur ek dusre se milan kare?”“Tum pagal ho gaye ho! Main tumhari ma hu. Agar kisi ko pata chala to kya hoga, main khud ke hi najaron mein gir jaungi.. I was about 24, and he was 40ish. I think our ass cheeks were almost touching. Close. We were just sitting there, sweating our collective ass cheeks off, which at -25F is actually a GOOD thing, we tried NOT to give the casual manly, but not too manly glance, at each others junk. It’s just a thing, but I couldn’t help but notice that he was unclipped. The glances were not as subdued as I would had anticipated, but with me, having the length & girth advantage, (we’re talking about bl**d relatives. I feel as if I have sinned a great sin. Now my only hope is retribution and absolution. Here on this chair in all its tarnished metal and perished rubber and worn leather.Is this a dream? It feels like a dream. The confusion and fear are certainly there, the dryness of the throat, the inability to run or walk or even scream. But, behind it all is the most fundamental sin of all, permitting someone to gain pleasure from my body, that bit of me which actually exists in the real world. The flesh,. Chose a food that she dislikes and have her eat a small portion every day for a week.13. Have her crawl to bed each night.14. Bring her a stuffed a****l each time You go out of town. ~grin~15. Choose her clothing each day.16. Have her get Your daily wardrobe ready for You the night before....laid out, ironed etc.17. After punishment, have her kiss Your boots and thank You for loving her enough to correct her.18. Have her bring a warm towel and wash and massage Your feet each day after work.19..