It’s her private life etc kept me perplexed. Added to it, I hadn’t met Sanjana for the last 2 months.That day my mind made an involuntary decision...to think sexual about her, imagine making love to her, or even marry her. This made my heart race whenever I got her message or call. I didn’t understand what to talk to her.As you know, once you think about fucking someone in your mind you will definitely try to take a chance. A small such thing happened when I visited her casually. She was cooking. "You will be spending a fair amount of time there, I suspect." That's fine with me," I said with a smile. "I enjoy her company." I'll bet you do," she said with a big smile. "We're here."She pulled into an empty spot and pointed to the tailor's shop. "That's where you need to shop now."We left the car and I waited for her to lead the way. Her blonde hair waved slightly in the breeze as her heels clicked on the sidewalk. Red stilettos. They matched the tight red skirt and jacket she wore, with. ?Maybe?? Jim didn?t sound pleased. ?I mean, yes sir.? ?Yes sir what?? ?I think I should be spanked.? ?For what?? ?For dressing like a slut in front of a strange man, sir.? Jim let go of Billy?s hand and Billy kept it on the man?s crotch, uncertain of what he should do next. Jim told him. ?Go bring me that chair.? Billy walked across the room, picked up the straight-backed chair in the corner, and returned with it. Jim sat down. ?Pull those shorts down around your ankles. Pronto.? Billy fumbled. ******David smiled. Start a girl early enough, he often thought, and you could teach her to accept almost anything. His thoughts turned to finding many more pretty, flaxen haired little girls, just to test out his ideas. Lifted from the wooden cock, Rosemary was laid back across the carved back of the large rocking horse, her bruised and tender crotch lifted by its hindquarters, her head raised up by its neck so she could look down and see what the big man was doing to her.While Alice held her.