“If we like a guy, he should be able to fuck us. Older guys know how to fuck better than the dumb white boys we’re allowed to go out with. They do...’t know how to pleasure a girl at all.”Tricia was surprised at the vehemence of that last statement but thought that it was true. “It’s probably because adults think that we girls are so dumb that we will drop our panties if any man smiles at us. They don’t realize how much we know about sex! It’s so unfair!”“You’re right. It’s so unfair.”“And it’s. A quote was written on it ‘i am a drug that you can’t resist.’As soon as I read that line I had a hard on. I smelled the panty, but unfortunately, it was washed. I placed it where it was and started searching for her bra. I knew her breasts were surely 34D but I wanted to confirm. But I couldn’t find any bras. I saw aunty coming to her room.I immediately started pretending as if I am feeding her birds. I waited for 3-4 minutes, but she didn’t enter the balcony. So I peeped inside her bedroom. A little louder he said, "The path of the gods will reveal all, but is perilous due to the snake's fangs. Three..." he stopped again. "Part of this is in Sumerian and part is early Incan," he mumbled. "And the rest is..." he started flipping back and forth in the book. His eyes widened and he said, "Celtic?" he said in surprise. His brow furrowed in concentration and he said, 'but older, Druidic ... very early Druidic." Then he said, "Keys ... Three keys will open the door to..." he said. "Mel look at me". His eyes were kind, and shone of love. "I want you to look me in the eye all day--- do you understand?" "Yes, Master," I said, slightly confused. Our first lesson together popped in my head. It had been pitch dark, close to midnight at the docks. "Do you know what a trigger word is?" "Yes" "Yours will be "Melody". Once I have said it you will not, I repeat you will NOT make eye contact. You will answer any question i ask you followed by.