I loved when the universe mocked me. It had been a long road to ruin as I looked into his eyes that first night under the street lights. ‘Take me h...me with you.’ He said. ‘No.’ I said slightly breathless from our first kiss. He leaned in and kissed me again. ‘Take me home with you.’ ‘My apartment is trashed. Take me to your place.’ I countered. I hadn’t expected drinks to turn into dinner, and dinner to turn into more drinks. It was as much the conversation about time and space, intertwined. In some ways, them seeing me dressed as a woman wasa period at the end of a sentence that had already been spoken.However, there was another part of my brain that wasn't so logical. Iwas a scared 16 year old boy who was on the verge of humiliatinghimself in front of the little brother who used to look up to him andthe father who had wanted a son he could be proud of.It felt like another walk to the electric chair. How many times wouldmy pride have to be executed?"Hold your head up high and. I am working as a receptionist in a insurance company at Chennai. To meet out the expenses I was doing the insurance consultation for my company products as part time. Getting appointment and doing the consultation at their doorsteps is my part time. Through the consultation I used to get a reasonable amount and with that I lead a happy life.Once I got an appointment to meet a gentle man Manish for consultation. He is a businessman well settled in his life. His approach was very nice and. I left the room banging the door behind.Her blouse was ripped, her bra was torn, her saree snatched and placed on the bed sheet having my cum and her panties torn and tattered like small piece of cloth…This vision stayed back with me till the whole evening when I saw how she had mended her blouse minus bra and panties and how she draped her saree and was smelling of my cum…She walked little crooked as I am sure so much of beastly pounding took a toll in her vagina. One seasoned look at her and.