It's just that everyone thinks I'm a girl lately." I thought you were OK with that." That's the problem, not only am I OK with it, I actually like it....Well, like isn't the right word. It's more like that it feels right. That can't be right, can it?" Do you remember your first day of school?" Huh, first day of school? What does that have to do with this?" Just answer the question, please."I thought back trying to remember but I couldn't. The first memory of school that I had was probably second. It stretches my asshole open, and keeps them open, and so makes it feel like a real cunt. In time, it'd probably change the shape permanently into one, too. And all true sluts want to have cunts, not assholes. Assholes are convenient holes from which you shit, but cunts are pleasurable orifices into which men can stuff their big hard cocks and other things. No contest, if you asked me.4. It makes me think of sex all the time. I can't do anything or go anywhere without being acutely aware of it. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. My motha had such a BLOODCLOT,’ he said the last part in the same terrible Jamaican accent. ‘Shhhhhhh!’ she hissed again. ‘It’s like saying the F-word!’ ‘Oh, alright,’ he sighed, ‘but just for you. But then what about the word Bombaclot?’ ‘Nooooo!’ she laughed again. ‘Don’t say that word either. Lord have mercy, I can’t take you home to my mother.’ ‘So you want to take me home to your mother already?’ he joked. ‘My aren’t we being forward.’ ‘Sigh… I didn’t mean it. Mann meh ye chal rha thha ki colour ko kaun behen ka loda dekh rha h.Mausi ki bhari bhari jangey dekh kar meh pagal ho gaya.Mausi ne fir bola”chalo ab so jao”.kuch 10-15 min huey thhey,neendh toh samjho jesey humesha ke liye udd gayi thhi. Mausi ne ne sexy si,soti se awaj meh kaha”neend nahi aa rahi kya bachhey ko”.Meney mann meh soacha dhannya ho mausi aap jesi chori mil jaye toh bus awaj sun sun ke muth marta rahoon.Mausi ne mujh pe hath rakh diya,andhera thha toh unko pta nahi thha ki unka.