. to give up your career as a concert musician." Not ... exactly. I'm taking a chance. Simon Palmer, our director, wanted me back in the ensemble. He ...aid he had the opportunity to replace me with Heidi Erhartt, who's an excellent pianist. Perhaps better than me, though I think I'm more versatile. He flattered me, saying he didn't want to lose me. I'm not exactly throwing away my career, though it might be hard for me to get another opening. It's just ... well ... I think there's something more. Okay, dude. "Don't be a dick," I sighed and stood up straight pulling a serious face as I looked myself up and down. I guess every kid grows up wanting to look like Tom Cruise but all I could see was a teenage Fred Flinstone staring back at me. Bad hair and all. Thanks, Dad. Awesome genes.I turned to profile, sucked in my gut, puffed out my chest, and held my breath. Alright, that doesn't look so bad. Then I let out a long slow gasp and watched my belly flop forward over the top of my pyjama. He pulled my tracksuit down and stretched my thong away from my body to reveal my wet pussy. He wet it more with his spit and, after putting on a condom, he rammed his hard dick inside me.As I lay back, letting him fuck my pussy, I could finally open my hoodie and let my tits free. He pulled out just before he came and pumped it all over them.As I was walking home afterward, I felt really satisfied. With Christoph I had satisfied my hunger for human connection, sex and food. Plus, with six. I was then 13 years. My father was working in govt service. There were only there in our house, my mum Anuradha 35, my dad Venkataiah 40 years and myself Raghu.as my father was working in forest area we were in forest govt bungulaw. I used to go chenchu school. One day message came stating that my mother’s mother health was nothing good condition. Immediately my dad taken her to next village and sent her to my native place which was very faraway place to us. After going there my mum was forced.