I want to be that man with his arm around you walking through the park, your head on my shoulder and mine on top of yours.I want to be that man your g...andchildren to call ‘granddad’, with a smile on their face. I want to be that man you greet at the door, with arms around my neck and smothering me with kisses.I want to be that man that holds you in sad times and happy times, saying, ‘It’ll be alright’, or ‘Good for you’.I want to be that man who is the proudest one in the restaurant, because I. He wasn’t at the train station either. Part of me felt better not seeing him. Hearing what had been going on, it was now clear to me that our little sex escapade was not a normal thing. The shame had set in and I had sworn to myself never to touch myself like that again. I didn’t want my Daddy to cut my clit off, or grandpa’s penis. The train ride was long and the vibration from the wheel’s friction with the rails made me horny, but I resisted the urge. 8 hours or so later, my cousin Michelle. Agala din dost ka phone aaya ke office walo ne usko keai kaam se delhi bej rahi hai yaa par sab kuch kaisa hoga to main kaha ke me ghar aata hu uske ghar me gaya maina kaha ke tu bindaas ja me aunty(kamla) ko aapna sath office lekar jaugaa usne mujko thanks kaha maine usko bike se station choda aur taayar ho ka uska ghar paucha.Aunty bhi ready the maina deka usna saadi pahan rakhi the.Me usko bike par betha kar calana laga raste me me break mar ma kar cuachi ke maja le raha tha.Office pauchane. I hurriedly put on a dressing gown and went to the door.It was Sue from flat 1. 'Hi Shig, I know I'm early but I wondered ...': she stopped mid-sentence as she looked at my stocking clad legs. ' .. if you'd like me to make some proper coffee for the meeting ..', she tailed off and continued to stare at my legs as a mischievous smile started to play around her lips. She took my hand. 'She's working tonight - your wife I mean - isn't she?'. 'She is', I almost whimpered, now trying to hide another.