I said don’t be shy, it’s okay. Actually it gave me an instant hard on. I don’t know why I enjoyed that u masturbated. then he said “Ashok she...is too hot, any guy would like to fuck her, I masturbate quite often fantasying Gunjan. u r a lucky guy u must have fucked her several times.” I said “no she is still a virgin, we haven’t fucked each other. by the way, what u fantasize about her when u masturbate?” he said “actually I fantasize fucking her ass pussy mouth everything.”“Wow!” I exclaimed.. I was going to get my own little show, of exactly what nature I didn't know.Sure enough, a few minutes later she came in, and from the crack I'd left in the closet door in the bedroom, heard her call my name, then walk in, pulling off the casual skirt and t-shirt she'd put on for the store. She went out of my line of sight, into her closet right next to mine, and reappeared holding lingerie, which she got into. Just as the email had ordered, she donned simply a teddy, that barely went past her. As the chat expanded from the usual pleasantries it got a lot more sexual as she told me some of things she'd got up to and I did similar , we exchange pics and decided to meet up at her place as she didn't drive .She new all about Davina and was quite happy to meet her and share a bed with her so it looked like we were set for a good night . She lived a about six miles away from me so it didn't take me long to get there I had sent her a TXT to say I was coming and she'd replied say she was. Old Zia (Aunt) was pretty perceptive as far as she went. Had she known everything, I would have ended up in juvi instead of the cloistered year-round girls school (catholic of course) three states from home.At the time I was mortified; lonely; missing my friends; felt my parents did not love me or want me around; and was just plain ole pissed! The worst part, not being able to do anything about it. It made no difference how I felt, parents, especially Italian moms, ruled.In retrospect, going to.