So her death hit me really hard. Dad hadn'tknown what to do. And in my grief I'd taken to sleeping with one of hernities stuffed with the extra pillow...from my bed, to curl up with. Itwas all so innocent.Then at fifteen, dad started seeing Rita. He tried to tell me about herbut I didn't care, she would never replace my mother. I'm sure at somepoint he told me that she had a daughter my own age, but I hadn't mether yet. Rita soon began spending the night on weekends and it soonprogressed to the. .Jiju,mai fantasise krta hu ki mai ek lrki hu aur koi lrka mere sath sex kr ra hai,muje bhot maja ata hai..Jiju:mtlb tujhe lrko me intrst hai?Mai:nai jiju,bs sochta hu ki lrkiyan jyada enjoy krti hain sex ko,n kash mere pas ek chut hota to mai 12 sal se hi roj 4 bar chudvati…Jiju: oye bhnchod,tu to item hai…jiju ab excited ho rahe the..Ab tk kitno se marwai hai?Mai:ek dost ne bs ek bar nanga krke meri mutthi mari n apni marwai thi bas..Pta hai,mai ye v fantasise krta tha ki mai didi k jagah pr. “Your room is just down the hall Jerry,” she said pointing to the door. “The bathrooms on the other end,” identifying the door at the other end of the hall. “Why don’t you freshen up? Then we can chat and have some tea.”After dropping his train case on the dresser top and taking off his coat and tie he hung them on the hanger on the back of the door then went to the bathroom to freshen up. When he came back and opened his bedroom door his knees went weak, and his body became prickled with goose. She was pretty with blueish green eyes, I could get lost in her gaze. We hugged, the hugged lingered, it said without words that she had equally missed me. We reluctantly parted and introduced me to her friend. The lights were going, DJ was spinning, and the drinks were flowing. This had the makings of a good night I thought to myself. Our first mission was to hit the open bar. My friend and her girlfriend grab enough mixed drinks for a group of ten, for me I stick to water. We began to hang,.