My family lives in a house in Hassan and myself in Bangalore. My Mama (uncle) visits my house occasionally. He lives with his parents and a daughter o... 12 years. He is 41 years old. His wife died of long illness. So he visits our family to get some relief from his loneliness. One Saturday he came to our house and spent night there. That day because of me traveling home I felt more tired and went to bed early. At night about 10, I woke for going to urinal. When I came outside room I noticed that. Our husbands would think that it’s our own love juice and were completely unaware that another mans had been spurting his spunk into us either doggy style or with us riding them in front of the big bedroom mirror. So, when I got to the club and handed over the cash to the receptionist I already knew what type of sex I was going to have that day. I had made my mind up that I would have a 19-year-old lad that would let me spank him really hard and let me fuck, suck him off. He would also lick my. My face reddened. As my classmates filed out passed me they mouthed “You’re fucked!” to me. They had absolutely no idea I how dead I was, the just thought I had had a bad report or something.After they had gone I went up to Miss Clark, who was standing at her desk, glaring at me as though she wanted to kill me.“How dare you touch me! That there was....was...sexual...”She started off by yelling but her eyes had drifted down to my raging hard-on and now they were firmly resting on it. She slipped. Two things she couldn't deal with, me being Two Spirit, and another thing she didn't know, I am kinky. BDSM was a foreign word to me, I barely knew the term, but I knew it was a part of me since birth. I just wanted to experience it with someone...My mother had to take care of my older brother Joshua and younger sister Aiyanna. Our father, Brad Peterson, left her after a rocky marriage because the Muskogee nation couldn't take my mother marrying an Anglo man. He was irresponsible, and didn't.