We are about to crash!"The pilot slammed his fist into the dash of the diving airplane in frustration. Nothing! The whole bucket of bolts was going do...n, and not even the hiss of static escaped from the radio. Nothing that could at least bring the solace that he had been heard. Instead, like the rest of the electronic systems, it was out. Shorted. Compounded with a burst engine on the single-prop Cessna, the craft's fate was sealed.It was time for the canopies... Below, the lush green land of. They only agreed to my going to school there if i stayed with my aunt sheetal, who lived within a few blocks of the college.Sheetal was only ten years older than me but had a master’s degree in library science with a minor in economics. Mom and dad approved of her highly and felt that she, despite being only 28, would be a fit guardian for their sweet little virgin daughter. How little they knew… I arrived at aunt sheetal’s house in june, two and a half months before my freshman classes were to. A quick pinch of my nipples to make sure they are extra erect, and I am sent back to my neighbors door with a swat to my rear end. Slow short steps, hands at my sides wanting to pull down the shirt but I dare not. As I knock, she opens the door, smirks and says ?you could have changed first?? I stammer out a nonsense reply and say goodbye and feel your eyes on my ass cheeks, as I walk back to my apartment to see what else you will do to me.He takes me into my bedroom and puts a blindfold on. They told her that they didn’t have a problem with what she had done. We met at the same motel again with our supply of wine and beer to help us lose our inhibitions. This time I offered a suggestion as to a different way to start our evening out. I suggested playing strip poker, and I had even brought the cards. Everyone agreed. The drinks were poured and we started our game. The girls were a little shy at first, but eager to play. In the first couple of rounds Brad and I lost our shirts and.