The kitchen was buzzing with activity with Rahul’s favorite breed of fish being cooked and the noise of the pressure cooker whistling a couple of ti...es. The mother and son happened to cross each other umpteen times during which they weren’t shy of exchanging funny smiles. Rahul felt as if things are being dragged a bit too much and hence decided to barge into the kitchen where Pramela was about to finish her cooking.Just a tricky smile was all the reaction Rahul got from his mother as silence. I always woke up with a raging hard-on just before he put it in me. As I jacked myself off, I tried to imagine what it would really be like to have sex with a man.Anytime I happened upon a teen fashion magazine that promised tips on makeup I would peruse the pages making sure no one noticed a male reading a girls magazine. I forced myself to remember every description, illustration and products mentioned. I returned to the store where I had purchased the lipstick and eyeshadow and obtained all. “Suddenly Marcie was seen as a liar and all her popularity and support just vanished into mist. Even the girls who hung out with her suddenly didn’t want to know her.“She changed schools that Christmas, but her parents moved home a little while later, so I think she’d have changed schools anyway.”“Oh dear. So how did that affect your reputation?”“Tee managed to persuade people that Marcie had said it in revenge because I had turned her down, but even so there were one or two girls who still. I got so high at Margo's, I forgot what I was there for. This was supposed to a "professional" visit to the kind of a scene I might be doing, and later, arranging, in Los Angeles. I was very confident, in my life, I hadn't had to deal with much adversity, so I often went into new situations with, what seems to me now, an absurd sense of confidence. What could go wrong? or more like that Alfred E. Nueman character we all grew up with: "What, me worry?"I got DP fucked at the party three times..