Anu: use maine neend ki ek goli di thi.puri tarah behos ni hua tha vo.aur jb mai uske penis ko chusne lgi to vo bda ho gya aur tight b fir maine apne ...gina me dala usko. . . .smgh gye. Love: ji samajh gaya madam ji. par usko pata nahi chala kya?Anu: ha ha ha . . .bhot mja aya tha subah uska chehra dekh kr.vo smgh hi ni pa rha tha ki uske sath kya hua. aapki shadi ho gayi kya?Love: nahi ji abhi tak shadi ki hi nahi maine kyonki jub aise ki LADDU khane ko mil rahe hain to shaadi ke PACHDE mein. And you can ditch that floatation vest while we're not in the boat." Okay, just maybe I had an ulterior motive. I'm not dead, and from the tease of seeing bits of flesh through the patches of visible wet cotton, she flipped the vest off and gave me a full view. Sports bra under her cotton shirt kept me from going insane on the spot.I don't know if she intended the effect she had. Not at first. Then her eyes connected with mine and she crossed her arms over her chest for a second, bashful. Then,. It’s stage magic at it’s most fundamental.I recalled all the times that I had almost had a certain idea, a tantalizing thought or realization which never fully formed before there was always a distraction, if not the actual ‘portly man from Porlock’ ... Wait a sec, it was coming back to me.I grappled ahold of the insubstantial concept, not permitting the universe from distracting me this time, as it seemed surely that it was so trying, with all kinds of noise, ambulance siren very near, noisy. Maybe the situation made me not to do such things and defend myself from his strong grip. I was a dream about it all day or night. It also made me excited and I couldn’t resist myself to masturbate.I had convinced myself to confront him and tell him about my fantasies and persuade him to treat me like his sex slave, a whore. The tremendous power and his passionate kisses made me think like a whore and give up the control to Raj. After two days, he came back to home from his trip. But I was.