. I'm not a virgin, Alan. I tried masturbation when all the other girls at school talked about it; but when I touched myself I felt something, but it ...asn't pleasure ... just ... odd! I even bought myself a penis-shaped vibrator off of the Internet when I was fourteen, so I would know what it felt like to have something inside me; but I never had an orgasm using it! And then when I was sixteen I asked a close male friend to have sex with me ... and he did his best, bless him; but he came and I. I was studying busily in that village to. So for pooja everyone went to temple for 1complete whole day and the temple is too far from the villageAnd my beautiful cousin was also at home only because she had a cute small baby where she can’t carry her and go to the temple so she was at home only and she came near me helped me in my studies and we had a good conversation had lunch together and finally everyone returned from the temple offering their prayer at late nightSo everyone slept in hall. " What?"She acted as if she hadn't heard a word I said. It seemed as if her response had been pre programmed."The hell you don't. Since the day I asked your father for your hand in marriage, I've been your man and when you married me you became my wife. Not a wife, my wife! We belong to each other. To have and to hold in sickness and in health, forsaking all others. Do you remember those words, Donna? Do you? You've always been a great wife and mother. What the hell is wrong with you? You know. Older than her; late thirties, she guessed. Slightly overweight; a portly porter, she smiled at her own joke; about five ten, clean shaven, blonde hair. He stood, bottle in hand. She nodded, he in turn opened the bottle and poured a small amount into the tumbler. His eyes met hers. "Make it a proper drink, honey." He poured, half filling the glass, then topped it up with ice. He walked across to where Elkie now sat, handing her the drink. She took it, raised the glass in half salute, and took.