She stayed up on her elbows, looked at me lustfully and said quietly, ‘Take those clothes off, Pete, and come make love to me!’ My head was spinni...g and I couldn’t seem to get enough air into my lungs. I was still sitting on the love seat, staring at this vision of loveliness, probably with my mouth hanging open. But finally I came out of my stupor. I had trouble with the damned bow tie but finally got it off. The cummerbund, jacket and shirt followed quickly. I kicked off my shoes, stripped. “Let’s go upstairs to my bedroom”, he said and lifted me all the way to his bedroom. Anand followed us like an obedient dog. Senthil put me down after we reached his bedroom. He had a modern king size bed. It had a balcony with a fully transparent door that gave a beautiful view of the beach. My husband sat on a chair.Meanwhile Senthil started feasting on my lips. We exchanged our saliva for 5 minutes. In the meantime, Senthil kept squeezing and slapping my ass. Senthil then pushed me on the. He took his place on the couch. "So you ARE capable of following instructions." He told me the apartment looked better. He told me to open the bag. I did. Inside was a collar and leash. I looked at him, confused. "Get those eyes down, krys," He said and I did. "Good. Bring those things to me." I started to walk. "Who said you could walk, krys? You are taking too many liberties. You may crawl." I felt something shift inside me. I knelt and crawled to him, the package dragging along beside one of. I had fair skin, a pug nose and small chin.It was summertime and I was eleven years old, playing with my boyfriends, outdoors. Some kind of a running game. A lady stopped me andasked why I was wearing makeup. I didn't understand what she was talkingabout. But my rosy cheeks and lips looked like I had make up on.Puberty came late. Very late. Until my voiced changed to a deepbaritone when I was past 16 years of age, whenever I answered the phone Iwas taken for my sister.I never had any.