Your lips are soft and you leave me feeling breathless. What is this feeling I'm feeling? I mustn't let him know he's winning. I fight. I try to get m... arms free and my legs. I can feel the rope digging into my skin, cutting me. You jump on top of me and before I can even let out a scream I feel your dick enter me. My body trembles and my eyes roll back. This feeling is so exotic but I must fight it, I scream."Get off me, please you're hurting me. Somebody, anybody please, please help"You laugh. I will tell you all about that in a few minutes. When I was fifteen, I was shifted to the narwhal orphanage in New Delhi. My parents had died in a car accident, but they left a lot of money for my education. So I went to a private school with 2-3 more students who had the same scenario. We live with each other. But that is not of importance right now. You see, I want to tell you the story of my life. That is because something happened to me that changed my life forever.***One night before my. Ami muchki muchki hashchhi. Meyeta thotomoto kheye amar mukher dike falfal kore takiye achhe. Ami ektu henshe bollam… Ami e pathiyechhi… Amar naam kingsuk majumder… Dak naam tomal… Golpo ta amar e lekha sujata.Ebar or heart attack hobar moto obostha holo… Konorokome dhok gile bollo… Apni amar naam janlen kivabe? Ke apni? Ami abar heshe bollam… Relax… Ami temon keu na… Bluetooth searching report e apnar naam ta show korechhilo. Meye ta kono rokome bollo.. Oh !Bollam apni amar golpo porchhen eta. I guessed I was in trouble."Yuusou, we need to talk about something," Dad said. I knew I was in trouble and wondered if it had to do with Shinka and the stains on the quilt. I began planning how I'd explain it. "I don't mind you sharing a bed with your sister, but you're getting too old to take baths together."I stared at my father for several moments. I'd been sure he was about to murder me for what I'd been doing. I finally replied, "Really? How could I be too old?" You just are," Dad.