Aunt is a teacher in School in the township and quite attractive even at the age of 27. She is 5.2′ tall and has a figure of 36-30-34. I left my hom... around seven years back for higher studies at Delhi and I used to visit my parents one time in a quarter. Last time I visited my parents without informing them and when I reached the place I came to know from Aunty that they had gone to Chacha place at Chandigarh and will be back after two days. My aunt told me that I can stay with her for two. She opened it toreveal the trimmed bushes of her garden, and threw before me a black leather collar, studded andchained, engrained with silver letters "Bitch" upon the ring. She said, simply,"Choose."A cold gust blew upon my naked body, a chill down my spine, but I didn't even think of that. I didn'tthink of the long walk to my car, the shamed naked drive home. I didn't think of how I could hide thisencounter from my friends or future girl friends. I didn't think of my parents, or of my boss or. FLO: Show me, show me, show me.I took a picture of my hair. A close up and a full mirror shot, modelpose.FLO: You look beautiful.KIRSTEN: Thank you. For everything you've done to me.FLO: For you.KIRSTEN: Yes. For me. Thank you.FLO: Your period is nearly over. We'll still have fun. Don't forget tocheck your tracker for your ovulation.As much as I was used to following a period tracker, to be led into therealms of ovulation seemed so alien. But then, a few days ago, so didthe notion of actually. I knew I had to explore my feelings one way or another...I ended up meeting a girl named Stephanie online, who was in the same boat I was. I was so nervous to meet her in person, I made some excuse about going shopping to my husband and ran to my car. I drove to our designated meeting spot, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it. My hands were shaking, and I fervently hoped she wasn't turned off by how obviously inexperienced I was. I was brushing my long hair one last time when I heard.