For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving...in a public organization. I’m married and having two kids. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from hidden. ”“But I’m so scared mom.”“Scared of what?”“Scared that daddy will hate me, and not love me anymore because of what he saw yesterday.”“Your daddy loves you very much. Just tell him what you told me, and take things from there. I guess this would take some time for all the three of us to deal with, but I’m so glad that it didn’t turn out to be what it looked like.”Mom held me and kept rubbing my hair till I finally fell asleep.I went to bed and tried to read a bit, but after reading the same page. And possibly other paraphernalia. Long story short, a police cruiser pulled up just in time. I don’t know who called them, seeing as no one else was around at the time, but I’m sure thankful that they did. All in all, a lot of hullabaloo for nothing big. I wasn’t shot, though I was terrified, and everyone made a big fuss of it. Especially Lori. She kept threatening to kill Chris, who, I told her, showed up at my house the next day, apologizing like crazy. He also asked me out a bunch more. Lorraine and Alison both sat in silence and sipped their coffee's,both locked in their own thoughts about what Ashley must have went through."We would have so much to confess we would be over someone's knee for a long time,"Alison finally said."Ashley told me that while it hurt alot,she felt a weight had been lifted off her,and she said that she felt really horny that night with her boyfriend," Lorriane laughed.Both Alison and Lorraine giggled like schoolgirl's,as if they were back at.