Basically she will guide me in living out my wildest fantasies, to overcome them.”Vivian looked at her with utter disbelieve but did not say anythin... ... yet.“That is the problem I am having. I ... I am having some serious sexual issues. And to get rid of them I turned to her and she will help me.”There was an eerie silence in the room.With squinted eyes Vivian asked: “Sexual issues you say? Outliving fantasies. And the therapist wants to help you?”“Yes...” Donna said, uncertain how Vivian. I walk out into the corridor and start to walk down the carpeted hallway, the stickiness below my bare soles could be standing in semen drops, that excites me, as I stop at a door and listen to see if someone is fucking or having a wank, would not be the first time I took note of the room number and called him.I go back inside my room and reluctantly close my door. People never get to see this side of me, my cheap whore side, a fuck toy, a little BDSM side, where a slap or two for discipline,. Unki ume 36 saal haiwo dikhne me bahut sundar hai,unka rang gora.unka shareer bhra hua hai, jab bhi wo market ghoomne jaati tab sab aadmiyo ki nazar un par hi rehti hai.ye kareeb 4 mahine pehle ki baat hai.mene school se chutti kar li thi.ghar par sirf me aur mummy hi the. mummy ne ghar par saaree hi pehnti thi.garmi ke din the isliye me sirf baniyaan aur underwear me hi rehta tha.dopahar ka time tha hum dono tyv dekh rahe the.tabhi acchnak aashiq banya aapne wala gaana aane laga.usme kaafi. Slip-on black loafers completed my ensemble and I thought I looked pretty sharp as I sat on the edge of my bed and waited for Mum's call.When she summoned me I picked up the rose and headed down stairs and into the front room. There was a nice fire blazing and there were no lights on, just 4 or 5 candles spluttering in a candelabra. The table was set for two with Mum's very best linen, silver and china. Her best wine glasses were also set out and the room looked cosy and intimate and I found.