Ass or titties? Yes, another neverending debate of mankind. I'm well aware. One which was eventually decided in this case.She honestly suggested it... yeah, she wanted to give me voice lessons. Ok, ok, I was into singing with the youth and all. But this suggestion surprised me, more likely the attention did. I readily accepted and, of course, my parents thought it a "blessing" or some other kind of horseshit.It started with skirts...those jean skirts that they wear, short and you. Meri sex ki bhookh kuch jyada hi hai Me jitana aur jis tarah sex chahu tumhe mera sath dena hoga aur apna sharir mere hawale karna hoga .Aur me ajse hi shuru karta hu .Aur Nitin ne mere sare kapade nikla diye Me puri nangi ho gayi kitna najuk mulayam sexy tera badan hai me khushnasib hu jo ye sexy badan ka malik banke Kitna maza ayega tujhe chodane me Nitin mere boobs ko masalne laga kitne pyare hai ye ise chusane ki bahot maza ayegi Me sharma rahi thi Pehli bar kisi mard ke samne nangi honese. “Anyway, it’s all we got.”“I guess,” she said.Well it didn’t take them long to come at my flank. It was him this time. And it was night time at that, and at the VFW. Well, the drinks were cheap.“Buy you another one of those?” he said, coming up to me. I gave him a steel cold look.“Why not,” I said, “a free drink is always a winner, and their cheap enough here that it won’t put much of a dent in your wallet.”“You seem to be in a fairly good mood tonight,” he said, as he waved at Betty to attend. "If you like, I wasn't bothered to on the way over."He smiled as he plucked the branch from her braid and dropped it on the ground. "I was wondering Harry, where you got those scars. Proper ladies don't have blemished skin, no less flaunt it."He saw her gaze harden. "I'm not proper nor a lady. I killed a bear and I wear my scars proudly."Good God this woman was hot. Independent, hated his mother, can kill a bear and naturally submissive. Even if he never explored that last part about her. She.