I needed something different, something symbolically intimate. We stepped inside my door and I turned to face him. Closing the door, I smiled, reached...back and pulled the zipper of my dress down then moved my body to let it fall to the floor. I was as naked as the day I was born and said nothing. My eyes told him I wanted him.We walked into my bedroom; he was the only man I had permitted to enter there. It was My space. I needed to experience something beyond our talk, beyond the words on a. The scene was being replayed as it was on the screen. John’s hand started moving from her knee to her upper thigh. She saw how she reacted and mimicked everything. Travis was groping and fondling her breasts. Ami was getting wetter and wetter by the minute and glanced nervously at Dave only to see his smile of approval. She closed her eyes momentarily and opened her legs, giving more access to these two strangers. She could feel the calluses on their hands. She had been correct after all, it. I was excited and ashamed. I couldn't talk to you. I wished I could but... well you know what happened." Did I do something wrong?" No, you were too nice, too reasonable, too good to me; that's why I love you but I couldn't imagine that you'd love me if you knew I had thoughts like that." She stopped for a second and I could see that she was fighting back tears. "Actually I don't know why you haven't thrown me out already." I haven't thrown you out because I love you. Acting out fantasies is. You may email me at . This is a real story happened in 2008.My name is Sanjay, aged 22 years and live with my mom and dad . Mom is a house wife and my dad work as employee in a company. My mom had brothers and sisters a big family, when ever we got holidays we used to go to my relatives home at my mama so every one used to come there my mausi (peddamma) also came there from childhood on wards I used to have great affection with her in childhood I used to call her mom , she also used to take.