Maine aapne saare kapde nikal diye aur hum dono life me pahili bar ek dushre ko nanga dekh rahe the, mera lund to usko deka kar salami de raha tah phi... hum dono ek dushre ke paas aaye aur kiss karna suru kiya phir hum duno uske bistar me ek saath let gai, to phir kabhi mai uske upar to kabhi wo mere upar hoti phir use lita ke mai uske dono pairo ko alag kiya aur uski chut ke paas aapne liye jagha bana liya phir uski gili chut par aapna lund ragrne laga aab usse rah anahi jaa raha tha to usne. And you were always touching each other. And please, please don't tell me it was my imagination, Mom."I was about to go into my default mode of minimizing and denying. But I caught myself. I had promised to be honest with Megan and I was going going to try as hard as I could to keep that promise."Honey, you're totally right. It wasn't your imagination. And I'm sorry I ever tried to make you think it was. I just didn't know how to handle things at the time." Handle what, Mom? Tell me what was. By now joining Sick-Boy and Hammer on Tuesdays was new Prospect (Psycho).This trio kept me and Shaz satisfied on a weekly basis.The other club members were kept out of the loop of our shenanigans.On Tuesdays I didn’t even bother showing up at school and would go straight to the MC in the morning.Mum didn’t know I was skipping school but my grades did.I regularly would leave the clubhouse bowlegged and content with myself.Meanwhile back at school, Rusty was now into his final year at school.He. It was like cotton handed over to me. I couldn’t understand, to chew the soft delicious lips and roll my tongue over her tongue or to explore those mountains. Decision was made, when she is interested to give then loot it all. I was pressing her boobs over her shirt as well as having a nice smooch. But when are we boys satisfied with life. Greed took over me. I slowly started unbuttoning her shirt. She resisted. I was afraid. May be I crossed the threshold. But what she said increased the greed.