Secrecy guaranteed and demanded. Only serious people contact me now at ab story sune mari yah story mari sali ke hai mari salii ke age 23 ke hogi . M...ri saali delhi me rah kar padti hai mai apni saalii ke pass gaya tha. saali ki college ki chutti chal rahi thi or wo ghar m akla tha ghar me aur koyi nahi tha. raat ko hamne aur saali ne ek hotel me jaakar dinner kiya or hum log baat karte hue ghar ko chal diye raste me saali boli ke hum don oak he bed ma soenegye kya ?me bola mai alog so jata. Fir voh nikal gaya aur fir nikli yeh item, shayad randi abhi bhi dard main thi kyu ki paanch ghante se jo chudva rhi sali piche se thoda sali ka blouse bhi shayad fat gaya humme dekke thodi dar gayi aur boli “what happened why are u here” hum bole madam ek doubt tha isliye fir boli “kal aana abhi mujhe bahut kaam hai” aur voh bhi nikal gayi. Us din ghar jaake maine aur mere us dost ne , us randi kaa awaaz sun sun kr bahut hilaya aur sperms bahut bahaya.Agle din sali diki hi nhi subah se, humare. Also later in the afternoon, one of her Aunts dropped in and she stayed for quite a while chatting with Darleen. She was as I found out also gay, and they talked about other friends of theirs a lot, what they were doing now, who was with whom now etc... There wasn't much conversation that affected me so I just sat and listened mostly, a rather boring day for me really. That evening after supper the three of us, Darleen her aunt and me took the 'Tube,' (the London Underground Railway) to. We were in fourth grade. At the family dinner table one night, my parents were teaching my older brother, Paul, what it meant to love someone. I listened to every word they said and thought about Beth as they described that love was caring more about the needs of the one you love than you care about your own needs and that you want to be with them more than anything else. I knew that was how I felt about Beth. I had to tell her and I remember the conversation as if it happened yesterday.I ran.