As usual, I glanced around the car, seeing a mass of humanity. Young, old, pretty, not so pretty. I found, as I often did, a pairing that I could try ...o figure out. The older punk rocker type with a little girl, cute as could be, sitting next to him chatting excitedly. The family carrying lots of bags across the way. The tourists trying to read the map, Italian I think, by their accents.Then there was a girl sitting below where I stood. She was blonde with her hair tied up, pretty but a bit. Avan konjam karupaaga irunthaan athanaal ennai avanuku migavum pidithu ponathu naan avanai oothe aaga vendrum endru irunthen. Avanaalum ennai ooka mudiyaamal thavithu irunthaan en endraam naangal kaamamaagave paathukondu irunthom. Iruvarum ondraaga sernthaal athu oru pralaya kaamamaaga irukum.Ivanathu ilamai enathu kuuthin aripai kandipaaga theerkum endru ninaithen aanal suthi irupavargaluku kandipaaga ivan enathu veetirku vanthaan endraal santhegam varum avanathu vaazhkai kelvi kuri aagum.. Even odder still, there is very little available online about this subject, in terms of sex stories. First attempt on this site, hope you guys AND girls.. enjoy! I am Rachel & my husband Chance suggested I write this. My skirt rode up high, barely covering my ass cheeks as I bent over the pool table to make my shot. I spread my tanned legs wide enough for those behind me to catch a glimpse of my hairy bush with minimal effort. Staggering away from the shot I missed for the tenth time, I reached. Your a strapping lad that can have any sex he chooses.I told you that in confidence!Mum: Its ok its only auntie Ang..she wont tell anyone.I glanced over at Mark who was checking the football scores. I felt ashamed to let my sexuality known in front of another man. He seemed disinterested.Angie: I think its very bold you coming out like that...Some men are homophobic but your safe with my mark.He walked over and pat me on the shoulder as a gesture everything was ok in his house.Angie: So have.