I, Mom, Dad and sister were a happy family. Dad was 25 years old when he married Mom who was only 18. At 19, she gave birth to me. 2 years later my si...ter was born. Mom was a metric pass and Dad was M.Com. Dad worked in a private company in our town’s industrial area and mom was a housewife. We stayed in a small 2 BHK house in between the town and the industrial area. There were not many houses around, but you could find a house every 50 meters.As usual I started learning about sex because of. “Prick!” she shouted and pounded her fists against the paper thin door that he had slammed shut behind her.Carly pulled the hem of her little black, fuck-me-dress over her sore ass. The brute had kept her perfumed bra and thong as a souvenir. A satisfied grin momentarily replaced the scowl on her face. She was elated that he wanted a memento of their dirty tryst.Carly walked as fast as the ache between her legs would allow her to. He had instructed her to park close to the sidewalk, the. When Peter thoughtabout himself, he did not like the person he has become. Peter thoughthe was a wise man but now knew he made the decision of a fool.Before he had the stroke the bed stricken man had so much pride. Peterturned his back on his old family for a new one. He took those peoplefrom his old life telling him he was wrong as a sign that he was doingthe right thing. Peter accused them on turning away from his love. Intruth, he was the one who turned his back on love not the ones who. I loved her compliments and I had to say she looked a dish too. I opened the bottle of champagne and poured out two glasses, handing one to my friend. We both sipped our drinks and we edged closer together in our seat.Something seemed to click. It always happened when I drink champagne. Our eyes met and our heads moved together. We kissed softly, our lips just about touching. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and my lips caught it. Our kisses became more and more intense, making me.