My throat was dry.I was about to faint . mere rounte khade ho gaye the. Mere jabane main apne sukhe hoth gile kar raha tha.Aur tabhi , I felt his tool...on top of my hole. Rubber of condom touching my hole.He: thodi aur unchi kar apni gand,I didHe: thoda sa dard hoga. Chikh na matI : try karongaAnd he grabbed by butt chicks spread them little more, kept his tool on tip and one pushAhhhh!!! Ooosssssssss!I shouted in pain.I:please sir bahot dard ho raha hai, nikal dijiyeHis tool hardly went 1 inch. If you want to come to us, you’re more then welcome. You don’t have to stay alone.’ Erik’s mother hung up. Teresa stared at the phone, still not really getting what she just heard. Erik was dead….gone. He would never come back. Never would she hear him laugh or get teased and tickled by him. No more mornings, when she woke up first and just watched him sleep, happy to be with him. Never again would they cook together in her small kitchen, feeding each other. No soft caresses and tender kisses. The curtains were pulled in the bedroom so he could open his eyes just enough to find his jeans. At least, he thought they were his jeans. No underwear. Oh well.Kevin stumbled into the living room to see Charles in jeans and a t-shirt at the stove frying bacon and eggs and Debby at the kitchen table wearing Kevin’s Rush t-shirt, smoking a cigarette and watching TV. The mystery of the missing t-shirt was solved.“Hey lover!” Debby said when she saw Kevin. Charles looked over with no expression.. "D'ya know, I've been walking past your shops for years, admiring yourbeautiful dresses. I guess subconsciously I was always a little bitcurious, to know what it would feel like to wear one of them. I neverthought it would ever happen of course." And what does it feel like? How do you feel?" Naomi interrupted. She hadnow finished her work, and was standing up in front of me again. "I feel... incredible. I feel so delicate, and yet so empowered. I knowit's a clich?, but I feel like a princess..