You make believe thatthis is a play and you'll do fine." Do I have to wear these boots?" I looked hopefully at Katie and Jen."Yes," Jen said. "Mom sai... you had to have them on when she gets home.Besides, Katie put the keys in the chest." I hadn't notice Katie slipaway, she came back in the room with a grin on her face. She walkedover to me."Your mine later," she whispered into my ear, and then nibbled on it."Huh?" I replied still dealing with the way her nibbling made me feel."Yeah, I'm going. "It's a weapon, not a gun," Mac said remembering a time in basic training when he had referred to his weapon as a gun. The drill sergeant made him stand on the barracks steps and hold his crotch in one hand and the rifle in the other. He had to repeat over and over, "This is my weapon and this is my gun. This is for fighting and this is for fun." It was a lesson he never forgot."Can I see your big 'gun'?" Tess said intentionally ignoring his correction and looking at his crotch as she sat on. I looked around some and saw everyone was wearing sweaters or jackets to keep warm and here I was still wet with almost nothing on. I was starting to get colder and hoped I didn’t get sick. But my Mistress was taking her time as she looked into the box daddy had sent her.But finally, she looked up and pointed to someone behind me and nodded her head. I felt hands around my upper body and my bra was being removed from me and uncovering my tits so all could see. I knew it was a boy by the. Ami bujhlam boudi amake dekhatei esab korche….ami dekhe jete laglam…Boudi mejhete ekta madur pete ekta body oil niye boslo …..bujhlam aj ami boudike anekkhon dhore nijer mato kore dekhbo… boudi protom e nijer thigh e tel makhano suru korlo tarpor aste aste gota sorire tel makhalo……tarpor nijer mai duto te tel makhano suru korlo….se jeno nijer mai e haater sporsho relish korche……hathat uthe dariye toyale porte laglo ami taratari sore elam dekhlam boudi nijer “sronivaralosgamana” hoye ghater mato.