First theembarrassment at the restaurant. Then the spanking. Then thehumiliating gifts. Then being forced to wear a night gown and panties.And now ...his in front of my mother. I wanted to crawl into a hole anddie."Ellen? Are you alright," my mother asked tenderly."I'm not Ellen!" I shrieked as I turned toward her. "I'm Evan and I amnot alright. Can't you see that? Are you that stupid?"I had never seen my mother move so quickly. She pounced on me, almostlike a predator coming down on its. I thought that, perhaps, that memory and the fact that my sister was pressed against me were related. Deep inside, I hoped that was the case, not necessarily because I thought of Kristen in a romantic sense, but because, with Angela’s passing, she was the only person to whom I could imagine giving all of me completely. My erection throbbed again, as if it sought the feminine body sharing the bed with me. I realized that I needed some space and some time to think. Slowly, carefully, graciously. I told my friend Sonia, to accept him and atleast see what is upto his mind. She did what i said her to do. Two days later they both went to a long romantic ride on his bike. As Sonia being a loyal friend of mine, so she said everything word to word. Which stated as:Aditya: Sonia, thanks for accepting my proposalSonia: Thank you for what you are very sweetA : I never thought you may comeS : How would i have not come , as you are stuck with a boring girlfriend as Priya (as per plan)A : You don’t. As for me, I had long, soft auburn hair he loved to play with, green eyes and skin the color of alabaster. Although I'm a little curvier than I would like, Nick loved to play with my tits; at 32F, I'll be honest, my tits are hard to ignore. We lived about an hour away from each other, so every moment we got to spend together was filled with the passion teenagers are so well known for. Luckily for us, Nick had found a park that was at a nice halfway point between us. This is the true story of.