It was May 5th I guess, my sister was reading Percy Jackson books, she left for badminton at 6 am.I went into her room without being noticed by my mom...I took out the book which she read daily, I took a paper and pen and wrote my desire on it.I wrote“Payal, you are very hot and sexy.I love you and your body soo much.I want to have sex with you….Will you accept?”I wrote this and kept it in her book.I waited for her to come home.She came home, took a bath and we all had breakfast.Then my mom left. You care too much about people."I thought about that for a moment and said, "I wouldn't want to hurt anybody. I'm learning to fight but I don't know if I could."Uncle Dar motioned me to come over to his bed and had me sit down on the edge. He said, "Let me tell you a secret." I nodded and he continued, "If you have enough reason you will fight. If you thought you were protecting someone you love you'd fight as hard as you could. You might hate yourself afterwards, but you'd do it." The most. This was not the frail fourteen-year-old freshman on the track team. This was a forty year old woman who had the inner beauty and allure of a woman who had stood the test of time that one endures to get to that age. She was the younger than Demi Moore, but just as beautiful if not more. She was much younger than Michele Pfeifer but had the same dignity and mystique."Please have a seat." He said as he gestured to the Mies Van Der Rohe chair in front of his desk. Tammy sat, crossed her legs and. While Paul wrote out a check, my wife pulled off hersweater and dropped her bra, exposing her breasts forhim. Giggling and waving good-bye to me, my wife ledPaul back to our bedroom and closed the door behindthem.The blood in my veins started to boil, but it wasn’tjealousy. Kim was right, I’d been fantasizing about herfucking other men for ages I just didn’t know she knewhow much. Even as I thought about that, I thought abouther taking off Paul’s clothes. I saw her in my.