"The real estate agent would know," she said."Is this a relative of yours?" I asked, indicating the grave she was standing by."My mother and father. A...d next to them is my sister. Beyond these are my mother's parents. My whole family is here, all but me," she said mournfully."Would you care to have dinner with me?" I asked. "I think we have much in common."She looked at me carefully, and finally smiled. "I have class tonight," she replied, "but tomorrow night would be fine. I would like that.". There was a aunty who lives next to my house, she was very kind to me so I often used to go there and play in her house. She was married and her husband is doing some business, and she is a home maker. To tell about her, she is very beautiful, even the old man’s who is living there near her house had crush on her I came to know this later when I grown up. She recently got married and living with her husband next to my house. And she had a big boobs and big butts.One day I was playing in her. She continued, smiling would be good, he will take me with him, make him smile. The next time she wrapped her lips around him he took hold of her head again and thrust himself down her throat. Saliva ran down from the corner of her lips, his dick in her mouth stirred around for a while but she figured out how to work against the reflexes that would rather spit him out. This time he used her so long that her head got dizzy and all her body, all her sensation seemed to be reduced to her mouth,. She continued, "How easy or hard those three months are depends on howwell you follow four simple rules." Ahh, so it wasn't about jumpingthrough hoops, it was just about humiliation.I sighed heavily and sat down on her couch, letting her think I wasdefeated. "Go ahead."Her smugness almost oozed out. "Good girl." She made a point of loomingover me. "Rule 1: no masturbating." She saw my genuine surprise andconfusion. "If you orgasm, you'll become more feminine... specificallymore like your notion.