Par main tenth ke baad se apne uncle aunty ke saath lucknow mein rehta tha kyunki wahan mera admission ek school mein ho gaya tha inter karne ke liye....eh ekdum sacchi ghatna hai jo mere saath ghati.Mere uncle aunty ke saath unka 5 saal ka ek chhotta beta bhi rehta tha.Mere uncle ka private chicken ke kapron ka business tha.Hum parivar mein 4 log hi the.Uncle subah 9 baje dukan chale jaate the aur raat ko 10 baje aate the.Chootu mere saath hi sota tha.Main 11 mein tha .Roj scool jaata tha aur. However the light turned green and the car drove off and John was left wondering if it was all in his head.Later that night after showering and changing John thought about maybe trying to meet someone. He thought about trying a gay club but realized that even as a young man he hadn't liked clubs of any kind. He also realized that as a divorced semi-closeted thirty-nine year old the idea of going to a club made him cringe a little. There was always the internet, but the last time he tried that. Recently, I've started to even work them into my fantasies. Watching them fuck my girlfriend at the time, or even having them attached to a dominant male who somehow makes me swallow his load. But this has always been just that, a series of fantasies. I started surfing through different story sites, and different chat rooms, when I came across the personals section of craigslist... simple enough right? So I started posting ads. I never had the intention of following through, but I got a huge. 'Caroline we were once very, very 'close'.Caroline blushed slightly at the not so subtly reference to theirlesbian relationship.'But more than that we were...are friends...close friends and I am sosorry we lost contact ? we...I should never have let that happen''I was just as much to blame and after Jeff left I should have reachedout to you.''Water under the bridge ? I am just glad to see you again.' Rosemarystopped and took a deep breath.'Caroline I want to tell you something but I am not sure.