I said to him, “Try karunga par pakka nhi keh sakta “. Raj said, “Please yaar bas is baar help kar de”. I said, “Thik hai. Par ek shart par�...�. Raj said, “Kaisi shart?”. I said, “Pehle tu mujhe apni mom ki nangi pictures bhej”.Raj said, “Kyu? Achanak se tujhe meri mom ki nangi pictures kyu chahiye?”. I said, “Mujhe matured aurate bahut pasand hai. Tu itna to kar hi sakta hai”. Raj said, “Ofcourse. Bas meri practical me help kar dena”.He left. In the evening, raj again came to my room. He said,. “Stop refusing this Beth! We both know this is what we need, we can’t go on pretending! Just give in to me and I will give you what you want, please!” his off blue eyes beg me and I swear my throat catches on tears, for the first time he looks… beautiful. Broken and desperate his emotion for me is almost overwhelming and for reasons I can’t even try to understand I find myself speaking words I’ve never ever said. “I love you Tim.” Silence falls over the room as we process my confession. Then a. He said no, your favorite porn dude, you know... Wanting him to come out to me, I put on another strait one. He said "yo come here I want to show you somehting" when I walked over there with my boner sticking strait out, he told me to sit on his bed, I did, trying not to bump his cock, It was only a double size bed. He began rubbing my back and chest with his hands, then moved to start rubbing my cock. I told him "I saw you last saturday night boy, what do you think all that show was for?" he. Eventually after a few minutes, she turned around and saw me staring at her. Startled, I said 'any luck with the stain?'. She said it looked worse than it was and would probably come out in the wash. She went out to the utility room and I could hear her load it into the washing machine. To my surprise, she came back in and sat down still just in her stockings & suspenders. It was a real effort not to stare at her legs. She said that she hoped I wasn't embarrassed at her not replacing her skirt.