We asked her why she just said nothing. I and my friend Kumar were very confused why she is very sad for a week. So planned we planned to meet her in ...er home and ask why as planned me Kumar went to my teacher’s home. But the house was locked and we returned. Later in the evening about 6’o clock we went again. Thank god the door was not locked. We knocked the door and Vijayalakshmi opened the door. She was in saree and she invited us in. We went inside. We asked where was she before and she. During that time Garland’s addiction chafed and prodded and finally, as unsatisfied addictions sometimes do, caused Garland to do something rash.*****He almost broke his ass when the stepladder wobbled under him as he was reaching for the lowest branch he could get. It was a long way up the trunk of the old oak and the ladder just a bit short. Garland’s legs shook as he got onto the very top of the damn thing. He was bent over like a fucking circus clown with both hands and his feet on the. Suddenly, without the fear of pregnancy, (vasectomy), we began to experiment and explore the wants and needs of our bodies. We were a bit like school children again, giggling and fumbling our way to discoveries and developing a mutual knowledge of each other on a very regular basis.It was on one of those nights, the children were well and truly asleep and the parents were at play. We had no set pattern or order, rather just allowing whatever came into our heads to be the driving force.. The result - I could no longer reach the floor, and I swung, just inches above.Naked, exposed like this, I reached my subspace... I was no longer me, I was your plaything, and I accepted this. The pain made me feel alive... the vulnerability made me feel yours, totally at your command. I wanted you to take me so badly, but I knew that it would happen when you were ready, not me.You stood back and looked at me. I had some idea what you saw... a tall, lean body stretched so that my muscles, ribs,.