He alternated between caressing my body like a lover and slapping me like he hated me. The whole experience from knowing I was to be taken to feeling ...is hands on me in the shower was the most exciting sex I think I’ve ever had.I loved it but I didn’t want to say so. Part of me wanted to swoon but only a tiny part. He was treating me roughly just like Master had said he would in those late-night conversations on the Internet. I should have hated being treated like a fuck toy and another small. Ab story b ata h shayad pakk gaye hogeYe baat kuch 2 year purani h jb transfer karake fbd aya tha job achha chal raha tha fir maine yanha p room b le liya room.M him do frnz rahte the much mahino baad use jana pada mujhe akele rahne ki adat nh thi to m pareshan sa rahne laga fir mujhe cmpny k gm mr. Sajay malhotra me bulaya or samjhaya or bole kuchh din yanhi p took jao jb achha large chale jana khir m vanha p ak hi din ruka or fir next day ghar p a gya mera mann nh laga ghr p b to bhar ghumne. Sue’s ‘got you’ was of course referring to her catching me looking at her crotch, not burning under moonlight, but Pete seemed oblivious to the true meaning and the sexual innuendo. I was relieved to see my wife, Pat, joining us on the terrace, then I did a double take on Pat and caught my breath. Pat was wearing a pair of thin white shorts and a thin white singlet. I could immediately see that Pat’s ample boobs were unconstrained under the thin cotton, there was no sign of a panty line either.. To my mind it just wasn't worth the extra effort. I couldn't see myself working at sorting out computer problems for the rest of my life. I really only took the course to get away from daddy's clutches for a bit, but he still wielded a lot more control over me than I wanted or liked.They had a problem with what to do with me while everyone was in Uni. Steve, (at Su Lee's insistence I'm trying to call him that now) didn't want to leave me at home alone with all his precious computer equipment. I.