I’m enjoying this anal experimentation much more than I thought I would. Once I get used to your finger, you try another one. It’s like trying to...fuck a longneck beer bottle, you say, I need to relax some more. You start rubbing my clit, and I start to loosen up. You’ve gotten two fingers inside me, and I’m panting, trying to draw more in. It feels SO good, I love it. “More…” I whine, you’re teasing your fingers out of my anus. They pop free and I want to cry at the loss of them. Then I hear. We went to temple and done some Pooja and came back home at 10.30am. I did not talk to mom as I was little angry on her. She observed my behavior and came to my room with breakfast plate. I did not talk to my mom. She came near my bed and said sorry ra and asked me have the breakfast. I said no, I do not want any breakfast, allow me to study. She said did it hurt you when I slapped on your face. I did not say anything. She said sorry ra; I will not beat you any time again in my life. She kept. It didn’t dawn on my that the pool was closed. I dove in and swam a few laps and was resting by the pool edge when the locker room attendant came in. He was naked and he sat down on the edge of the pool. He shouted at me to come closer. When I go there he said that it seemed that I had enjoyed getting fucked and he wanted to know how well I sucked cock.. I told him that I had never sucked cock before. He told me to swim closer to him and that he would teach me if I wanted to learn. Ever since I. East of Dallas. Sort of a dreary mashup of decaying urban, unsuccessful industrial / warehouse low-rises, and some faded rural dreams. I got out and blinked in the morning sun. June temp already in the 90s and heading north.I walked, poking my head into a storage facility that smelled of sweat and surrender. Some daytime businesses were hanging on - a gas station, corner bodegas, payday loans. A television and vacuum repair shop with ancient, dusty consoles in the window.My head felt itchy.