I also became friendly with him. He used to help me buy groceries or do odd jobs. This went on for a few weeks.He started texting me casually and used...to praise my dress and my fashion style. We even used to text late in the night, but it was all normal. One day he asked me to go with him for a movie without informing both our partners.I was also bored since Madhan was not with me and wanted to spend some time with someone. We went to Mayajaal theatre. It’s 20kms away from the city limits) in. No one called me Charles before. “They call me Chuck.” I said with an awkward stare. I felt anxious and uncomfortable. As a sheltered, naive, eleven-year-old boy, I had no idea how to interpret these feelings. In retrospect, I suppose I was turned on. “Chuck?” She said with a puzzled, almost disgusted look on her face. “Well, we'll just have to change that.” At that moment, I'm sure the look on my face said it all. Who the fuck does this bitch think she is. Come into my house, plop her shit in. “Close your mouth, you'll catch flies!” she said, closing the curtain quickly on him. She smiled into the mirror and began to undress.He took the basque from her when she came out of the fitting room, and she noticed he had a couple of other things in his hand. He turned furtively and went to the counter to pay while Jan looked in amazement at the huge selection of vibrators and other sex toys on the racks. As they drove back, Jan explained that she would have to go straight home once she had. " You got mad but blushed and clicked your tongue like a gay guy does.Have fun.Flirt with guys. I bet after one hr you tell me that you are having fun”. I wet my panties. I had to go put on clean white panties with lace trim.I left my bedroom and my sister stood there. I blushed."OMGoodness.I bet you just came off in your panties" I blushed again. I whispered to her."It was just some pre-cum." She laughed saying, "I bet some guy plugs your pussy tonight. You will moan like a bitch and love it.