I hated football and preferred a goodbook to a party. I really never thought that I would be the sort of guythat Janice would like.I was lost for wor...s and so said the best thing that I could manage atthat moment, "Oh!"Was that the most profound and loving thing any guy had ever said and asI stood there looking flustered and embarrassed Janice let out anothersqueal of laughter and grabbed me and hugged me to her as if we were longlost lovers. I felt her breasts pressing against me and her. Men love them, and my husband still goes crazy over my breasts. But its not men only who love them.’ At this she lent back against me and I stopped massaging her shoulders, simply resting my hands either side of my neck. ‘Women do too. You’d be surprised how often I see women gazing longingly at my bust. And you’d be surprised at the women too – respectable women, married women, high-caste women. And you know, Anita, I love to catch them looking. It excites me to know that they want me, that. On this faithful Sunday, Kit visited our house and our parents were not around: mommy went to her younger sister who had just given birth and will be back the next day and our father went on a business trip and will be back in a week’s time so we had the house up to ourselves. It was cold that time since the rain had just stopped. I was in my room when i heard Kit’s voice i hurried to the living room so as to see her we were both in the living room together starring at each other my sister Kim. ."Billy could feel his head spinning from all that was happening. Something in the back of his mind told him that what was happening was wrong... that he shouldn't be doing this with his teacher. He could remember the dirty jokes some of the older boys made about pissing between a woman's legs, and he could see now that they were wrong. It wasn't piss he could feel building up in his belly. It was something he had never felt before. He wasn't sure what it was, but he did know that he liked it..