She would be miserable, and that would make me miserable. I didn’t see a good end here, unless some fairy tale prince would sweep her off her feet, ...ake her to his castle, and love and protect her for the rest of their lives. I hadn’t noticed any princes since we got here. Well, except for maybe Mike.I heard his boooming voice call out happily, and smiled at the surprised look on his face when I popped out of the bedroom.“Hello to you to, honey,” I giggled, “And before you ask, Carrie is. “Have you tried?" Yes, Dad likes it," she replied.“There’s lots of delicious sucking in this movie?" Yes," I said."Are you sucking Sven?" asked Mom."Yes." Does he have a nice dick?" Yes." Is he big?" Yes." Does he squirt a lot?" Yes." Is he good at fucking?" Yes very." Mmmm," said Mom."Is he fucking you in the ass too?" she asked after a short break."Yes," I replied a little embarrassed.“Can you tell me something? Have you had any great experiences that you can share with me?” she asked."You. Soccer training gear covered everything, nice thick coat for winter, zipped fleece to keep out the chill, a tracksuit to make him look official. Well they weren’t needed today but he still had on his shorts and top, it was as co-ordinated as he gets in casual gear, oh the socks fit with the outfit too. He was not a fan of this seasons kit, the top was of a new material that was not so flattering of his figure, the six pack was still there but it had a protective layer now. Mind you, his legs. By now, it was getting slightly dark and there was no body around except us two. Vicky goes and sits on the bench and I follow him.Vicky: So Shalini, I think its the time to welcome you properly. Tonight I will conduct your ragging here. Don’t worry, you will be fine as long as you take things in the right spirit.He asked me to sing a song and I started singing some random Bollywood song. Then, he asked me to dance to which I said I cannot. “Let me teach you”, he said and stood behind me, close.