"Um I err haven't," I lied again."You really are a bad liar Max. Now are you going to tell me the truth?" She asked."Okay fine I've heard of it." Do y...u like it?" She asked, drawing me into those dark eyes. I could uncomfortably feel a boner rising in my pants. I shuffled around to hide it."Yes," I admitted."Does it turn you on?" She asked.I nodded and she smiled widely, "well today is your lucky day. Because I am offering you the chance to be my slave."My jaw dropped, "wait what?" To be my sex. What a simple and amazing sign of community, this acceptance of the most basic of human bodily functions. I have often wondered how two such different women became such good friends. My Nanny with her strict manner and common sense approach to life. Her drab grey hair, soft curves and smell of baby powder was so very different from this larger than life woman. Besides the obvious of being next door neighbors, there must have been something else. I think part of it might have been their. This is a chat i done with some one who asked me for my real story rahul_shadow2000: if i lie, u pay something too merahul_shadow2000: ur wish,Sudha Kumar: oh boySudha Kumar: i will tell u a real incidnetSudha Kumar: t happened when my age is 10 and my sis is 8rahul_shadow2000: kSudha Kumar: we used to play naked gamesrahul_shadow2000: kSudha Kumar: it was the first time we tried itrahul_shadow2000: kSudha Kumar: we were bored and i was always curious abt naked gamesrahul_shadow2000: kSudha. The girl had grown over the winter and the woman she would become was already before me. Her wet clothes left nothing to hide from her teenaged breasts, which really stood far out, to the rounding of her hips and butt below a thin waist. Her brown hair, curling in the wet and humidity only added to the wild look.I shook the rising thoughts out of my head and asked her if she had eaten any dinner. Of course she hadn't so I offered to heat up some meatloaf while she put her clothes in the dryer.