I, err. I got this idea that I wanted to share with you. You know, to see what you thought. Anyway, I was wondering if you ever thought about Leon, yo... know, sexually?"I couldn't help myself, "What do you mean Robert?" Ijust had to ask the question.He looked really nervous, "I, uh. I was just wondering if you might be interested in messing around with Leon. You know, maybe a threesome or something."I couldn't believe my ears at first but from the stupid look on Robert's face I soon realized. I try my best to reply to all of them, in case you’re asking for sex or something, I don’t entertain those. I write erotica; because that’s one thing I love doing. Though, yes, I am Gay.So, if you’re a first time reader, let me give you a brief introduction. I am Parth, a college student, in Delhi. My boyfriend Nakul is an employee in magazine company as design head. We have a four year age gap. It’s the story of an incident that took place last year. It was summer, and you all may know that. My heart pounded as I resisted the temptation to redo it, I wanted him to see it was undone, and in doing so, would fit into another one of his theories, namely that, 'All women are fucking sluts', I smiled again, God he certainly has touched a raw nerve and got me down-pat, my breathing had quickened again, 'Why not', I thought, reaching into my stockings drawer and pulling out a pair black diamond meshed stockings, these are elasticated long-legged type, snapping into place at the tops of my. Seems like almost yesterday that I was walking the hollow -- whoops, sorry -- hallowed halls of Calvin Coolidge High. Your luminous smile was the only thing that kept me from slitting my throat." Oh, go on, Arn. I imagine you had other things to live for." Yes, but none half as enticing as you. And you haven't changed a bit. A man could do wild and dangerous things just for a fleeting taste of your sweet lips." You wonderful liar, you."Damn right I was lying. Bullshitting my way into her good.