We scurried off to her room, both climbing into her bed. We laid there in the dark the moon light pouring in over her bed. We were both obviously awak... but we sat there in silence. Eventually, she turned rolled over facing me. “I can’t sleep. I’m still hella horny from watching that porn,” she whispered. “Me too,” I whispered back. “If you weren’t here, I’d totally be masturbating,” she said, her voicing lowering at the end. We had already admitted to each other a long time ago that we had. I packed most of my things yesterday but there is still a few things to pack, you can do that.” She turned and saw the surprise in my face. “Yeah, I’m moving in tonight. It wouldn’t be a lot of fun for me to own a slave if I didn’t control him 24 hrs. a day. I already told my mom I was out. She tired to act like she was sorry but I know, inwardly, she was relieved. My dad left us years ago when I was just a little girl. Mom’s been blaming me for it ever since. She likes to go out, get drunk,. .Tbi ek din neha aunty ghr pe ayi or meri gandi nazar un par padi us tym vo blue suit me thi joki bot tight tha or full fitting ka tha dekhte hi mera lund khada ho gya tha tbi mummy ne padai ki baat bol di ki ye aj kl padta likhta nhi hai neha ye voTabi aunty ne kha ki ap isko mere pass bejh dijiye mai ache se pdaa dugi vese bhi dopehar ke bad mai free hi rehti hu Tho mummy ne mujse kha tu padega aunty se mera tho jawaab haa hi tha mene khushi se haan bol diya phir mai apne kamre me chla gya or. And, although I enjoyed it at the time, I hated myselfafterwards. And if, say, I'd been to a party and picked up a girl, oreven just out with friends, I felt even worse about it. So I'm in acycle where I purge myself of everything, but then can't stop myselffrom buying things again. I love it, but I hate it. No, hate is thewrong word - scared by it is more accurate.''What you're scared of is the thought of what you are and how youwould be perceived by others.' In one sentence, Gloria had hit a.