Maine bola ki daro mat kisi ko kuch nahi pata chale ga mera papa ke jane ke baad tu aa jana our us din wo apne ghar par chali gaye thi main bahut khus...tha kuki main maib bhut dino se use chodne ki soch raha tha, hum dono ek hi umar ke the wo 15 sal ki thi our main bhi 15 ka tha par uska fi dek kar lag tha tha ki 18-19 ki hogi, bade -bade boobs thoda moiti gand gora rang main acha diktha tha raat ko main yaehi soch raha tha ki kal na jane kaya hoga main use kaise kaise karuga wo mana na kar de,. And that day came even earlier than I expected.After spending 7 yrs in Belgium, my parents got offered a long term placement in Western Africa. They had resisted this for quite some time – but could no longer say no. Both for their career and the project itself, they had to move to Namibia. My little sister of course accompanied them, but for me and my sister it was more complicated. My sister was taking some important exams…and I had just started secondary school. A good friend of the family. 1 raat hum baat kr rhe the to maine usse pucha ki kya tum virgin ho usne kha ha (maine man mai socha ki teri seal to mai hi todunga) phir maine usse kha ki phone sex karte h maine usse kha ki imagine kro ki mai tumhare saath leta hu or tumhe kiss kr rha hu ab tumhare boobs ko daba rha hu vo hot hone lagi maine usse kha ki apni chut m ungali dalo or andar bahar kro hum phone sex krte krte jhad gye ye silsila kuch 1 hafte tak chala phir humne milne ka plan bnaya kuki mujhe use chodne ki becheni. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner. According to the note, the museum found the contents of the journal inappropriate for either display or academic study.The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to avoid any notoriety that might come with the publication of this journal. Furthermore, with their delivery of the package.