She started moving her hand towards my cock, which was at its biggest. As soon as she put her hand my cock, it tweaked. She started moving her hand ev...r so slightly over my cock, rubbing it gently. She whispered to me,”Raju …idhar dekh.” I looked at her….she brought her tongue out and licked her lips and said. “Shalu ko ek pappi nahi dega? Mere in geele hoton pe ek pyari se chummi de na.” I leaned towards her and kissed her on her lips. She closed her eyes and kissed me back. This was my first. ’ ‘You are making excuses for them. Can’t you say the word whore?’ ‘Of course I can Fi but fair go. Would you call my mum a whore?’ ‘Scott Mace, how dare you attached the label to your mom.’ ‘I wasn’t labeling mum, I was inviting you to if you felt she could be a whore. Last year for example she had a different guy in her bedroom in the one week on Monday, Thursday and Friday nights. You might think that was being a whore but I think she was going through a mood swing and went out to enjoy. "Dad told me that he would tell everyone what a pervert I was, unless I let him...touch me. He hid the diary, so I couldn't get rid of it." I could see that it was a huge effort for her to make this confession to me; by the way she held my hands loosely, the hitch in her voice from time to time, and the fear that I would reject her evident in her soft blue eyes."Did he..." I almost couldn't ask, "did you go all the way?" No, thankfully. He wouldn't do that, but the whole time he slipped his. My nightmares seem to go away. Lately I had some nicedreams."Gavin wrote something on his eCom, "Do you remember anything from thosedreams? Care to tell me something about them?"I really didn't want to. "Just some nice dreams of peaceful things." Don't hold out on me Maren! Are they about someone in particular? Like aboy?"I squirmed, "Can I please speak of something else? Aren't I allowed tokeep my dreams private?"Gavin laughed, "Yes they are. It's just that I am picking up some happyand maybe.