She can predict where I will to take her out to dinner, for instance, though I've tried hard to surprise her. She has an instinct for when I need a li...tle tender loving care too. She knows everything about my life...from fumbling flirtations with girls in high school to the angst of being passed over for a promotion I thought I deserved. She knows I'm scared shitless of snakes, whether they're dangerous or not. She knows I can't bear to hear small c***dren cry without wanting to pick them up. Unfortunately he was ONLY tutoring math. His dad had surprised him on a few occasions. It was a 9 hour drive from where they lived to the cottage, so Lyn had decided they would drive there. Brad wouldn't be taking his drivers license for several months, but his dad had been teaching him stuff about driving for a while. Now the teachings took on a whole new urgency. He took Brad out practicing on empty parking lots, and even in an abandoned industrial area once.One night when they had been. He pushed a finger inside her and stroked her until she was panting. When a small moan and a "Yes, Daddy," escaped, he withdrew his finger.“Now then. Daddy wants to make sure he understands, so I need you to be brave and tell me whats going on. Can you be my brave girl?” Rachel nodded. “Good. Now tell me what did you want me to do when you started fingering yourself in front of me. What would have made you happy?”Rachel sniffled. “I wanted you to punish me for touching my pussy without. We had exciting ‘games’ with Sharath unabatedly within the four walls of our room for a fortnight.At that time talking of sex in public or having the same-sex partners in those days was considered as immoral, unethical and highly reprimandable. We were going strong and were planning for experimentation. One evening, Sharath returned from the volleyball game to the room accompanied by a guy called Suraj.I had known him casually as a hostel mate, our batchmate, interested in chess, music, etc..