”“Yes, and you felt responsible and you would have loved the baby, because you had to, not because you wanted to.”“What do you mean? I wanted ...o love that baby!” I said angrily.“No,” she said gently, “you didn’t. You had to love that baby because it was yours. You didn’t want to make it.”“I don’t see how that’s different.”“It is. If you had loved Becky, then it might be different. But you didn’t and you don’t. She had to make a decision, and she probably made the right one. You’ll have plenty. Share kiye, wo dikhne me mast sexy lag rhi thi, age 30 hogi then suman ne kaha ki mjhe aapse milna h, me to ready tha, mjhe pta tha ki isko sex chaiye, Full nights call pe baate hoti thi becz uske husband se divorce ho chuka tha so wo akeli rehti thi and uske 4 year k ladki thi,Suman ke govt job h to humne saturday evening ko milne ka plan bnaya or hum restro me mile, sath me wo apni ladki ko b lekar aayi , me to suman ko dekhkar mast ho gya tha, kya mast big boobs the, wo health me thodi moti. I used the panties to jerk off and would dress up and parade in front of the windows to turn guys on. I wanted to be fucked. But I also wanted to fuck a girl. I was totally conflicted. I knew i liked girls, but I also liked cock. I loved the feel of the warm cock in my hand. I became an exhibitionist. I would show to anyone. However only safely, where no one could get me.I started jerking off in front of the window, so the the girl, Liz, across the street would watch. She and he girlfriend. -A I smiled to myself as I read the note realizing that Amanda wanted to continue to be friends and stay how we were. Only problem I didn't want us to stay how we were. I wanted to broaden our relationship. I thought about my answer for a little while trying to figure out how I was going to word my reply. Finally I figured what I was going to say. A, It’s alright you didn’t call me last night. I understand. I’m just happy you are going to forgive me, I was kind of afraid of that you might.