She had done her hair in a small bun and looked erotic.Also, her aroma was making me go mad. All this, i know was to make me crave for her more.We wen... to a good restaurant in bandra and decided to hang out at a nearby place. Once in , noticed that there were mostly couples seated there and no one bothered about other. This was my chance.I started feeling her bra from the back and started making round circles to arouse her.She too understood it and was not making any excuses.i slowly started. Wasn't long before I was a drunk, too. Then John found someone he wanted more than me, and he started to pass me around to his friends. I ended up with one of them, a mean drunk. John wasn't mean; I'll give him that. That's when the slow trip down started. I won't tell you about those years, but I ended up homeless a year ago, and hit bottom in the spring this year. An angel named Ridley saved me, picked me out of the dirt, and drove me to a free clinic. I'd been raped and beaten. I was. 'I have a surprise for you my darling daughter', he said as he guided me into my bedroom, and before I could mount any protestations he suggested I come with him once I had undressed and slipped-on my silk kaftan, a loose fitting garment that d****d and showed whenever I moved.'Meet me downstairs', and as he walked back out, he turned and watched as I started to undress, 'Everything darling, hide nothing'.I stood in my panties and studied myself in the full length mirror. I liked what I saw,. Since I did not have school on weekends and my uncle sl**ping I was wondering what to do. Then I thought of opening my elder s****r Sunita’s bookshelf and scan through the story books which in general she keeps away from me. My elder s****r never allowed me to read those quoting that they are ‘adult magazines’ and naturally I had more inclination towards them. Today I got the chance. Though I was around sixteen years then, since I was brought up in a very conservative environment and studied in.