But be sure you make the right decision, whatever that may be.Me: So basically you’re giving me an ultimatum.Anna: I don’t like that word. I’m f...eling bad when I know you’re doing these things, the person that I love. How long should I feel bad? It’s not like you’re going out on dates. You’re having sex with Chloe. You’re having sex with Rose. Who knows what else you’re doing. Just, please. Do this for me. Pick me or leave me.This started so well and it turned serious so fast.Me: I’ll do that. I kissed her fore head, eyes, nose, cheeks and again kissed on lips. This time she open her mouth and started lip lock sucked Gayathri’s upper lip. While kissing, moved my hands on to her breast (34 B size). Her breasts are so soft. I pressed her breast on top of sari. She started moaning. I turned her back and hugged her from back. My penis is stiff and touching her ass. I kissed Gayathri’s neck and ear. Kept left hand on belly button under sari and with right hand, started pressing her left. You are not. Don’t forget that.” She pointed menacingly as if Ellen was the one that sentenced her.“You’re still claiming to be a victim of incest. Goodnight, Miss Masters.” Ellen dismissed her charge’s japes and left without another word.15 YEARS AGO. Diana Masters hustled down the crowded strip of sidewalk; her short arms wrapped carefully around her precious cargo. The girl’s pink and yellow backpack swung back and forth as she turned the corner. Entering the schoolyard nearly a full hour. Add the Piss-Master’s piss and I stank. Where were we going, I wondered?We approached an old green panel van and Piss-Master opened the rear doors, indicating I should get in. I clam aboard, and he followed, pulling the doors closed behind him. Inside, he grabbed my cock through the shorts and fondled it, heaping on the verbal abuse…“Hey little whore boy-girl…what’s this I feel? Can’t be a cock cause only real men have those…you got a really big clit? Is that it? Did you stuff some socks down.