It’s a little bit like a yeast infection and, can be, as (the discharge) messy as having a light period. I learned to help control and treat it by d...inking cranberry juice; for some reason this works. However, in the beginning, panty liners are handy for a few days. Anyway…At this time I was living in a different area and had to see a different doctor before he’d write the prescription. I made the appointment and sort of did everything to get prepared. After dinner my boyfriend and I watched. "I waited, knowing if I spoke it would only delay the telling, I'd become adept in drawing out a story from Mister Buddy."Ah Hell, you ain't gonna leave till I tell it to ya again are you Boy?"A long pull from his smoke, then in his gravelly voice he began to tell again of his youth, eagerly I listened, trying to commit each word and phrase to memory.I'd known Buddy Burton since I could remember, he was an old man before I was born, but now thirty-five years later, he was ancient. He had deeply. Now, will you strip by yourself or do you want your clothes to be shattered into pieces?He snatched my watch and necklace. I stood their unmoved. He walked up to me, pulling my pallu, which was locked with a pin on the blouse. I got dragged to him with the force, and the pallu was torn now, I was hiding my cleavage with my hands, begging him not to do this. He called in the hawaldars, and asked them to hold me tight, and held my blouse with both his hands, tearing it apart. I was getting fucked. The desire, the hunger, it fed mine as I took her pussy for my own. Soon I was all the way inside of her, the tightness holding my cock inside of her like a goddamn bear bite. I pulled out and pushed back in, the knowledge that I was having sex with my best friend and, at the moment, the hottest girl in school. Stacy was kissing me again, breaking off every few minutes and just moaning and crying out quietly. The knowledge that her mom didnt know I was here preset in both of our minds. Im.