I did not care for I love to dress like a woman.It was a game and we took it too far.You started to believe the words we said about me and then I did ...lso.You then started to believe the words we said about you and then I didalso. You then started to see yourself better than others and then I didalso.Then you saw me as your toy, a plaything. That hurt but you made amistake you started to see Simon as your toy and plaything. You spentless time with him alone and allowed me to spend more more. “Hey, Abi, it was exciting for me too, especially doing it for you,” I said softly. “Here, why don’t you take these?” and I pulled my damp-crotched panties off and gave them to her. She smiled as she took them. They were just an ordinary pair, with stripes and funny little decorative buttons and a bow on the front. Abi’s knuckles were white as she gripped them, pressing them against her nose and inhaling the sharp scent of my piss.She leant into the bath again and pulled the plug out, letting. We move closely for some days,My sister&aunt became very close and share everything with each other.One day my bava told me that to bring some ayurvedic medicine look like sugar powder.I asked in shop he gave me that and asked R u using this?.I said no .I asked him for what purpose it will used , then he replied by smile that it is for increasing their sex feelings&power like Viagra .My brother in law daily using this,he getting more sex pleasures on bed. My fate turns my bava & uncle send to. I returned the favor, but didn't enjoy it." You didn't?" No. Like I said, that's when I realized I wasn't bi. I just liked the energy of getting off together. Kind of like when we were all together in Santa Fe. It's a lot hotter when you're doing it with someone else. Besides, we didn't do much more. A week later I met Rob, and Jen and I stopped our 'wine and play' nights." Ah." So when the swingers' club didn't work for Rob and me, we talked about getting with Jen. I mentioned it to her and.