Aise hi milte julte main ek relative se mila jo ki riste main mere bhai lagte the par unki umar karib 45-46 saal rahi hogi.Phir unhone apne pariwaar k... sadasyo se milaya jo waha shadi main aaye the, unme unki sister and uska husband aur unki beti aa rakhi thi, unki beti jo ki 12th main padh rahi thi, dekhne main kuch jayada good looking tou nahi thi par jaane kyu mujhe ushe dekh kar kuch hua. Baate mulakate kahtam hui shadi ki tayaariya hone lage sabne lunch kiya main baat baat par ushe kuch. You little whore! he smiled, youre enjoying this! No! I gasped No! Liar he hissed and sharply slapped the inside of my exposed thigh. I cried out and felt the tears began to roll down my face again, this time through shame that I knew he was right. I was being raped and it was turning me on. Unceremoniously he thrust his hand between my legs and I cringed as he felt how wet Id become, proving him right. My clit was hard and throbbing and as his hand brushed over it I let out a tiny gasp of. "You know- ugh,this is gonna sound kinda weird, AGAIN, heh..." Go on," I whisper."You- you don't seem all that, you know, different," Lauren mumbles."You know, I was, like, expecting you to be all, well, different, youknow, but you- you're still just Nikki, you know?" Trust me, I FEEL different," I say, sighing as Lauren blushes withembarrassment. "But I do know what you mean... Guess that means I wasalready super-girly before my operation, heh!" It's almost like you didn't even need the. The darn thing sure was heavy, she thought. She picked up a magazine from the end table beside her and flipped through it absently. She put the magazine down. The timing was good: the doctor came through the door with a quizzical look on his face.“Missus Pollard,” he said.“Yes?” she said.“Missus Pollard, I had a quick look-see at Rebecca’s lab results,” he said, indicating the manila folder in his hand. Can we sit down over there for a moment, please?” She nodded, a new sense of worry showed.