Sachin ne mujhe bataya miss arun college me hamare group me sabse aapki hi baate karta rahta hai ki aap bahut hot ho aap bahut sexy ho aap bahut curvy...ho or aap zada tar ghar me western dresses pahanti ho jise dekhkar uska man aapke saath na jaane kya kya karne ka karta hai or usne bataya ki usne aapko kai baar nude bhi dekha hai or apne bistar pe jake aapka lekar kai baar masturbate bhi kiya hai , ohh my god ye sab kuch arun kahta hai, haan aunt or usne bataya hai ki jab bhi aap nahane jaate. “Oh my gosh! I better turn in!” “You’re already half way there,” I replied. She looked at me and smiled, not saying a word. She made a squirrelly-looking face, biting down on her lower lip. She leaned back on my cot, placing her hands on the back edge, silently stretching out her feet in front of her. She arched her back, rolled her shoulders and stretched. “It’s been a long day,” she remarked. I stood up and pulled at my Army issued sleeping bag. She was forced to stand, but said nothing, as. .......................ohmyGod!ohmyGod!ohmyGod!........bastard you," she grunted between spasms. At that moment she was soooo grateful for the computer that Steve had bought her for her birthday. It was, at the moment, her big white masturbation machine that allowed her to explore her body, and her mind, and her sexuality in the privacy of her very own big pink bedroom without the fear of unwanted entaglements, commitments, or complications. It was her own personal ticket to fly. And. Before Chadwick could speak, Alana approached him. The subtle scent of lilacs tickled his nose as she drew closer. She held a black pouch open in her hand. "Pick the one that speaks to you, that speaks to your heart" She spoke.Chadwick looked closer into the pouch and saw that there was nothing but a handful of rocks, about the size of pheasant eggs. Unsure of the seriousness of her request, he looked at the rocks, looked up at Alana, then back down to the pouch. Finally chose one that had pale.