He and I did nearly as well as Bobby. When I graduated from high school I went on to State College where Bobby was enrolled. He got an apartment off...campus and I moved in with him. We had separate bedrooms and for show we kept it that way but of course we slept together. As far as my cherry, I gave that to Bobby when I first moved in with him at college. The first night he screwed my brains out. I could not believe I had waited so long to give him my cherry.Two years later Bobby graduated. The simple the story seems to be like ye utni simple hai nahi. I can assure u guys that once you’ll read this you all will try to contact me so my email address is [email protected] but please don’t ask for any nude photos and phone number in the beginning. And for your assurance I am posting my real story or I should say one story or a small incident of my hunger for sex. And it is all completely true. So without wasting your time let me come to the beginning of the story.I was married. I would have had fun corrupting her, all the same.”“As you know, I only had us help Kerr kill the Dee’s so that I could get my hands on the scent. I knew that Lady Deane had the last known bottle of it. That arsehole, Seth, stopped my little game before her son got to use it. Being a potions witch, I knew she would keep it.”“I have no idea what possessed my sister to dump Seth and his brat at the crossroads. I can only assume she thought the cold would kill them. He’d have been a piss-poor mage. She smiled and stepped towards Nigel, who stood there, his eyes cast downwards. "Hello Miss." he replied. "Mmmmm. I like the sound of that. Say it again." "Hello Miss." It was as if I had turned over a coin; heads became tails. It was the same person, the same Jen, but suddenly, with Nigel in the room, she'd ceased to be submissive. She was the Mistress. She stepped closer to Nigel, and put her finger to his chin. Looking straight at him, she slid her finger down over his chin, his neck and.