“Bathroom’s all yours,” I said, as I walked passed Tyler, who was sitting on the floor next to the bathroom, leaning against the wall. “Thanks... took you long enough, squirt,” he got up and ruffled my brown hair, which hung in curls down to my waist, and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind him. I shook my head and made my way into my bedroom, disappointed that I didn’t get an orgasm in the shower. I collapsed on the bed and decided I would take advantage of being alone again. My hand. Aunty peeche dekh boli: Woh kyu?Main sabun ko unke gand par gol-gol malta hua bola: Itna badiya akaar hai iska jaise ki uparwale ne aise hi apne haato se banaya ho.Aunty: Hahaha! Itni pasand hai tumhe?Main apni ungliya unke daraar mein le gaya aur sabun ko unki gand ki ched par malta hua bola: Bohut… bohut zyada… aapki gand meri maa se bhi behtar lagti hai mujhe.Aunty: Sachme, par Sarika ki figure mujhse kai guna zyada behtar hai.Main: Mujhe nahi pata woh sab, main to bass ye jaanta hun ki is. As time passed Nicky wanted us to affirm our vows - as twolesbians. I did not say no. I just put it off.I remember I was putting rollers in Nicky's hair. She was giggling away.I had to swat her hand away a few times she was so excited to have hairdone at home, and to touch it. I remember thinking how pathetic it was.I knew that I needed a man. I hungered for the smell of one, for thedeep voiced whisper in my ear, the strong rough hands over my body, theflesh inside me. In that moment I. When you’re right, you’re right. Perhaps I’ve started to enter my second childhood, since I have spent most of my life on or near the water and am exhaustively familiar with the tides. Of COURSE the sun provides a tide! It’s nowhere near as strong as Earth’s Moon’s tides, but it is a measurable effect. Chaos does have tides. I changed the story to fit THAT, but then I had to come up with a defendable explanation of how large the tides were.To readers looking forward to another great story with.