Particularly with some of the noises being made by some of the more extreme politicians.”“Okay,” I said slowly. “But how are we going to find ...omeone who’s just got engaged?”She looked at me for a moment. “You are planning on asking her to marry you aren’t you?” she said pointedly.I just looked at her, my mind completely awhirl.“Close your mouth,” said with gentle amusement.“Um. Um,” I said stupidly.“Think about it.” She turned and left.“Oh hell,” I muttered. I didn’t go and join the gang, I. Her house was at the farthest end of the lane and in an empty spot compared to the other houses. They had only a few people invited and I was one of the few people attending.The aunty as usual was in her saree. She smiled at me when I went in and we exchanged courtesies. Every now and then, while the puja went on, aunty came close to me and sat beside me. My arm and elbow touched her belly and I got a hard-on which was still visible even though I was wearing an underwear. Aunty got up and went. With this vibrator playing me for all I was worth along with my other problems I had not noticed at first that the sadist had taken several sharp metal clamps, playing with my breasts he clamped them tightly on my nipples. One at a time!….. I screamed, and screamed as the sharp little clamps bit tightly into them, followed by this black sadist pulling on them, as hard as he could to insure that they were indeed securely clamped! . I never thought my pink virgin little nipples could be. I was quite surprised that he had a full erection. He just looked at me strangely while I told him the story. He had a beer on the table that he would drink while listening. “I was mad at you because you didn’t shovel. We spoke for a little while and he offered to plow our driveway. Afterwards, he asked me back to his house for cocoa.” “Ellen, I want to know how he fucked you. Tell me that part of the story.” “We walked back to his house. He made a fire and then made cocoa.” “Is this the PG.