Tabhi uska message aaya jis mai usne likha hi, maine bhi hi mai reply kiya, tab puchne lagi k kya kar rahe ho? Maine bola kuch nhi free. Aap? Tab usne...bola free bache tution gaye hai bore ho rahi thi toh socha message kru, toh usne btaya k uske husband morning 9 baje shop par jaate hai aur raat ko 11 baje vapis aate hai. Tab thodi idhar udhar ki baatein hui aur fir usne pucha k gf hai, koi nahi thi toh maine bol diya nahi hai, usne pucha kyu? Tab maine mazak mai bol diya k koi aapke jaisi nahi. Woh mujhe pyar se apneaur khich liye aur meri galo par chumban diye, fir meri lal hotho par ahista se apne hoth rakh diye,, yeh ek advutanuvuti thi meri. mujhe sari badan par sihran c mehesus ho rahi thi.. fir unhone mujhe bistar par lita diye.. me firunko kahi ki.. avi to raat baki hei, pehele me fresh to ho jau. unhone meri baat manli aur mujhse fresh hone kokehkar bahar jane lage.. me awaz lagai to kehene lage ki ... kamse kam raat k khana to lekar au.. itna kehkar wo hasne lage.. hahahaha... He settled on one of her draped over a bean-bag chair. The way her legs were splayed and the look on her face made the girl seem especially slutty so he maximized it then spun the computer around for the girl to see.Her face flushed with embarrassment. "Jerry," she said, her voice begging. "I m-mean, Mr. Senders, that's ... you don't understand..." I think I do understand," the man said. "You're playing the Game. I have half a mind to tell your mother about it. She might have broken my heart. I didn't want to "blow" him when I was alone as I thought that there was no way I would be able to control my bodily functions and the risk of anything going wrong. I couldn't believe how much of a slut I had become but more was to come. As Dad and I got closer spending more time together we became more honest with each other and I started to ask Dad about his sex life. He never said anything about his gay experiences. I still didn't know at this stage if it was still a fantasy of his or her.