Mein uth agyi aur mene usse pucha ki kya hua ?Kriti: Sorry yr disturb krne k liye par mujhe tujhe kuch importat btana tha.Me: Haan toh btao kritiKriti... Yr wo aaj tera pehla din hai hostel mein toh teri na aaj seniors ragging lenge.Me: Mein bilkul normal thi kyunki mene suna tha ki wo sabke saamne khada kar k intro wagera toh hi lenge, aur mein communication mein bahut achchi thi toh mujhe koi darr anhi tha.Kriti: Nahi wo tera introduction nahin lenge balki tujhe nanga karke sabko kiss krne ko. I could fuck several times in a single afternoon as long as Aunt Bella kept the stories about Mom flowing. That’s how I learned about the secrets I am going to tell you regarding my sexy Mom.Aunt Bella told me she was jealous of my Mom when she and Dad first married. Aunt Bella saw Mom as intruding on Dad’s passionate love-making that rightfully belonged to her. Aunt Bella said her first impression of my Mom was that she was a passive, border-line submissive that needed someone to force her. “ankles”, it was an order, Terry took his wife` s soft left ankle and wrapped the rope round knotting it securely, he pulled her legs apart, exposing her sex just that bit, enjoying the sensation of securing her for god knows what pain, again the wrap and the knot. Then he became aware of that voice once more was directed at him “you may leave, or you may take a seat and you may watch unfettered, but must not interfere or you can be secured, it`s your choice, but we, my victim and I, have. The next day, I had a problem. The wise thing would be to wear my boybriefs and try to pretend yesterday didn't happen. But that made me justmad. I knew I was a girl in a body with a defect. Why should I wearclothes that others want me to wear? I should wear the clothes thatreflected who I was. That is that I was a girl. Others had to respectthis and let me be who I want.One thing is theory and human rights, another thing is reality! As soonas I entered school people began to whisper to each.