He laughed out loud and told us he made the rules in his own house and it was ok for me to get in and as I looked at the stuff from my brothers penis ...loating in the water he laughed again and told me it was the seed that made babies grow but I was far to young for it to harm me. My brother made a weak protest but uncle silenced him and said he would enjoy it and when I was naked lifted me into the water, urging him to kneel so that I could look at him. His now shrivelled penis was only inches. I went to her office, she asked me politely to have a seat and then turned her laptop screen, where the video of I licking her panty was shown. I was shocked and scared. She politely asked me, ‘police k paas jaau ya tere uncle ji ko video bhej du?’ I was silent. She repeated her question and added ‘dekh tu chup rahega to dono ho jayenge, upar se chori ka blame bhi laga dungi’ I felt like a empty block in my brain and I told ‘kuch mat kijiye, meri galti ho gai’ she got up closed the door and. The bet was applied to anything and everything from who would win the local ball game to what the flavor of the day was in the school lunchroom. The loser was always labeled a “cock sucker” of the one that won the bet/argument. Yeah, good ol’ public school. It wasn’t until my second year in college when I once again heard the old saying once again. My roommate coined the outdated phrase in reference to a ballgame on TV that we had argued about. I laughed at his adolescent bet, “HA!Yeah sure,. I couldn't help myself. Perhaps it was the anonimity of the computer, but I was becoming addicted to this man. I spent my day's off attached to my laptop, wondering if he was going to be online too. Our conversations were sweet and gentle, that wonderful time a couple goes through, getting to know each other. I learned he was divorced. He learned I was single. We both had been hurt bad in our past relationships. I also learned he didn't live anywhere near me. One evening he asked me if.