.” he said.“You want me to accept your help, I mean the medical thing and all, right. I mean still...” I said.He tendered me a queer look. “Of...course!” he said. “John Michael, you just have to get your head outta your ass and accept what I can do for you. I owe you. Victoria owes you. We need you to live and be happy and start over and well ... live!”“Okay, but on one condition,” I said.“Condition? What condition? I’ve told you and Victoria’s told you: there are no limits!” he said.“Okay then,. ................." "Do you like watching me masturbate, Marie," he whispered into the phone, "it's almost like I'm just exposing my cock to you on the street, just look at it sticking out of my trousers!?!" By now Marie had lost all of her inhibitions, and without even thinking, she slid her panties down and hiked up her skirt, exposing her dark muffy to her voyeuristic admirer!!! Ohhhhhhhhh," he moaned, "you have a very hairy pussy, it looks fucking incredible!!!" "Do you really like it,". After about a week on a Sunday my cousins and the whole family left for a picnic, they asked me to join them but i declined as i had to go home. I said bye as they left in their car and started to go home, just then i heard the sound again and saw Pooja looking at me through a window near my uncles master bedroom, i went in and looked around she was no where to be seen, as i did not have to courage to go inside i turned to leave, as i was leaving i thought i would look inside me uncles attached. I was a shy boy and never dared to talk or get close to any girl, which ultimately got me very frustrated. Only a few girls in my neighborhood played along with boys, usually games like ‘I-spy-you’, marbles, ‘Gilli-Danda’, etc. One girl Lakshmi, used to play marbles with us and whenever she was careless I got a glimpse of her panties as she squatted down, distracted by the keen involvement in the game. It was never easy to get a good clear look with other boys standing around us. and also the.