On arrival at the woods I found a secure place to get stripped out of my jeans and socks - revealing my red fishnets stay up stockings, red and black ...rop top and my lacey red panties with a gaping split to reveal the most intimate places brazenly.Last time I was here a grandpa had gone crazy over my clitcock and I had squirted an impressive load by way of thanks.I stuffed my jeans etc in my rucksack and got myself straight putting on my stiletoes which effectively hobbled me. Already there was. "Did your cancer hurt nearly as bad as our little water-boarding playtime? Did it hurt as bad as this?"I slapped her left tit like I was trying to knock it off her chest. My hand stung, and I resolved not to do something like that again – such tasks being the reason man developed tools – but I was free-forming for the moment and had been caught unprepared.The red and swollen imprint of my hand upon her flesh was lovely."I believe I asked you a question," I said as I took the towel off her. Friday aaya aur mai apni train pakad ke Bhopal pahucha Saturday ki subah ko. Mujhe station me lene ke liye mera chhota bhai Rahul aaya hua tha. Mai uske sath Lagbhag 8 baje ghar pahucha. Ghar pahuchkar maine sabse pahle bath liya tab tak aunty ne sabke liye nashta taiyaar kar rakha tha. Nashte ke time par uncle aur aunty ne mere ghar ka haal chal pucha aur meri padhai likhai ke bare me pucha. Tabhi aunty ne bataya ki rahul ka Bangalore ke ek engineering college me admission ho gaya hai, uncle. “Nothing” I say, but you know it’s not nothing, it never is. I bite my lip and look up at you as you come closer to me to see if you might catch a glimpse of something I might give away, something that might answer a question you can’t quite determine. I can’t stand the scrutiny and I pull you close, my eyes still on you until everything becomes a blur and I can feel your warm breath stealing mine, which become quicker with every second. “You know you’re a lucky girl, don’t you?” you say just.