Change of pace. I pull my finger out. God I don't even want to look. Blood and god knows what? I go straight to the restroom nearby and wash my hands....I have to take a quick break. I take a piss in the restroom, then sit for a snack and a drink at my seat. I come back feeling recharged.I return and see this crumpled girl, her ass left sticking straight in the air, bleeding lightly from her asshole. "Let's get you cleaned up before we continue."I find some wet wipes I had in my bag at my seat. I. “More or less,” I admitted, “I’ve not found a girl whom I like enough to have sex with.” “Same here,” she said, “of course masturbation helps but I’m just not ready for the real thing yet.” Somehow she could sense disappointment in my face and she suddenly gasped, “Oh my God! You didn’t think we would have sex, did you?” I hesitated too long and she guessed my answer. “I’m sorry, Ben, I haven’t been with guys enough to be comfortable with fucking yet. But we could play a little game of “show. Now let me start narrating the story, this happened during my final year of engineering. I was enjoying my study holidays for my final semester at home, and one evening my mom asked me if i could accompany her for shopping. Since i was feeling bored i agreed to join her and we started off to T nagar in our car. After shopping for quite bit, my mom wanted to give her cloth for stitching her blouse. Generally she bring a sample cloth to give it to the tailor for measurement. This time i was aware. "I'm sorry," I stammered.She shook her head. "Don't be silly, Kate," She said softly, "we all do it."I was so surprised, I couldn't think of anything to say. "The other night when you came back from the mall," she continued, "I could hear you too. And today you were with your friend again. Kate, are you and she?" Her voice trailed away.Startled, I gasped, "Mom!" not daring to answer."That's why you want her to sleep over, isn't it?"I wanted to die, crawl under the bed. Hide. She leaned down and.