We three sat there looking at each other with bewildered. I broke the ice by telling them, “Hi, nanage gothu swalpa muzhugara irutte, feel free aagi...feel comfortable” (Hi, I know it’s slightly awkward but feel free and comfortable).We started talking normal stuff (later progressing to Amala explaining on how all these started). Slowly I moved to next level talking openly maturely about the private body parts. I started to appreciate, alluring Amala about her assets. Then just moved to talk. "Bobby punched him and the big bully went face down in the sand. The other guy took one look at his buddy and took off running."I could tell dad was impressed, he looked over at Bobby; "Pretty good with your fists, are you?" Ah, well when you're as big a jerk as I used to be you learn to defend yourself," he said with a small grin, "I'm also on the intermural boxing team at school."Dad just kind of grunted as the waitress came back with our food and refilled our coffee cups. "Okay, I've got. Tim's hand felt pleasant, she feltwanted. But like two different freeways that meet at the same exit, thejourney had made everything different.Tim and Bobbie returned to Bobbie's house late, they had walked long afterthe self heating coffee had gone. Walked until the cold began to creepinto their toes, after a hug, kiss, and 'Merry Christmas', Bobbie creptinto the dark house. Small colored lights cast strange shadows on thecorner. An oddly shaped form was bunched up on the couch. Upon. With every push it seemed to grow, seemed to push deeper into her at the same time spreading her wider. Pain and pleasure were combining themselves more and more as she started to lose control over her body and mind. This guy was nothing she had experienced before, no man had ever managed to fuck her to a point where she was completely without will. He could do anything to her at this point and she had no willpower to resist. His breathing started to get raspy, the movement faster and faster,.