Once Jeanine began to fuck guys, Jeanine “the aggressor” found that she was more comfortable as a submissive once her clothes came off. Hand jobs...and blow jobs were one thing. She did like making a guy cum. But if she was going to get laid, she wanted the guy to take over and control things, do what he wanted, and tell her what he wanted her to do. She particularly enjoyed being submissive if she was with an experienced guy who knew what he wanted and in the process satisfied her needs. Guys. Ab jakr aaram mila. Poora pet fool gya thaAb jakr badan hulka hua, kyo beta kaisa lga aam ka achar.Beta: kya ma jalebi khilana tha aam ka achar khila diya. Ma achar khila diya ab jra pani to pila de, bahot pyas lagi haiMa: kyo nai , ye le surrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr .Beta : waaah ma maza aa gya.Beta : waise ma tera tatti itna yellow colour ka kyo hai, aur usme brown colour ka chota chota ye kis cheej ka tukda hai, kahi raat mai khana khane ke baad chana to nai kha liya tha,Ma : nahi re ye kal ka jo. Then he carried me to the bed and laid me down here. I wanted to call you before anything else happened. I’ve kind of been nursing my sweet little college boy while we’ve been talking. I’m so glad that you let the phone ring a few times before you answered.”My eyes were still closed but I had seen each detail as she described it. Now I could see her tanned body, the tiny black thong, and her petite, golden brown legs spread eagled on those cold, stiffly starched hotel room sheets. I could see. I stopped at the cottage to drop off my car and to change clothes. It was only 6:30 p.m. and hours till darkness and safe passage into the arms of Mrs. P. The phone rang. Brenda told me she had volunteered to be the house sitter while Tad and Marcie were away, her husband having left for home. This was news to me. Why would they need a house sitter at this time? It wasn’t going to be their permanent home. They were to live in Capital City most of the time, the house on Elm Street was to be.