”ExtrapolationOne day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had ...everal strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, “Why are some of your hairs white, Mum?”Her mother replied, “Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.”The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and. Please email your feedback about this sex story on and we can talk to each other.Once we have built some trust amongst us we can set up a time to meet. I am currently in New Delhi but I keep traveling to other metros frequently so anyone who is interested in me can email me.I am Raj (Name Changed) and this sex story is about me and the girl Puja (name changed), I asked her out back when I was studying in the USA. When I asked her to date me she turned me down because she was changing her. He texted goodbye to his wife and headed out the door. He was running a little early and hoped the traffic wouldn’t be too bad. Maybe he could get into the office early and get caught up. It had rained a little the night before and traffic was running a lot slower than usual.He managed to get into the office late. It wasn’t really late since it was only a few minutes after eight and the working day officially started at nine. That didn’t matter, since eight had become the defacto starting time.. I could have taken a job in sunny California, or decided to move down the I-95 to New York where I had no more uncles and second cousins to deal with. I am purely speculating as to whether this had anything to do with my disillusionment toward family and my disdain for living at home during college. But it might have been, because she was the one who made the first move. Maybe she wanted me to stay home with her and never leave. I don’t even know if what she did counted as a move. All I know is.