She expressed that it is the adventure which gives pleasure and thrill not the act itself.I asked her to explain. She said buddhu, bachpan mein aam ch...ri nahi kiya kabhi , I said kiya hai . She asked chori karke khaane mein mazaa tha ya ghar mein dad jo kharid ke laate the . I said chori waala . She sucked her own lips and asked samaje . I laughed and said haan par bhabhi ab is case mein chori kaise karoo, aam to hai mere paas .She made a funny face management kaise pass kar liya tu, arre. She lay me down on my bed, she was now on her knees on tp of me, her skirt was direct above my mouth area, she started to take her shirt off, i could smell a sweet sensation coming from her skirt, as she was attempting to take her shirt off she lay down on the bed. i quickly responded in getting up and going to open the skirt for her she looked at me and said, i am boss, will you do anything i say or do, i replied yes boss anything. She started to ropen her skirt i could see she had white. Dad had always refused to get satellite TV, so we just got the local channels, and since there were no kids around on a regular basis, books became my refuge. I took a keen interest in science and was soon surpassing mom’s ability to teach me. She finally convinced dad to upgrade our dial-up computer to high speed internet so I could enroll in online classes that would be able to keep pace with my abilities and interests. I excelled and by the time I was fourteen, I was already enrolling in. Although now I can barely remember a single word, I was very fluent. I knew all about Judaism. I studied it in Hebrew day school, with a rabbinical orientation. Now I can hardly remember any of the Old Testament. I had a very diverse education growing up. I learned physics, chemistry, psychology, and philosophy, nearly obtaining a degree in all of those disciplines. I can?t remember much of it now, though. What happened was truly a miracle.I remember that day, as it was the first real day of my.