. . and . . . Special Projects. The men in white c-coats will c-come to take me . . . take me away . . . for experiments . . . torturous experiments! ...ou see: I'm a . . . a Fannyjandrum." "So I'd already guessed." "Well . . . if you want to keep me . . . ." "I do, I do . . . ." "Then you'd better use your c-cat magic very soon . . . I think it's something you cats can all do . . . . You know: go to another place . . . and take me with you?" "Quite right," he said. "We can all do that. Now close. I told you Jill would dump you if you didnt get serious with her, Dad then put in almost complete hypocrisy to his moral outrage at my language. He was always brutally honest and obnoxiously direct with his overtly manly philosophy, to the point I couldnt believe any woman would stay with him. To him women were put on this Earth to serve and care for their man and children. Even worse is Mom would never contradict him, though sometimes she would work around his decrees as long as no one told. The pressure of his finger became gradually firmer as he explored the area all around that aperture. It was heavenly. Especially when his finger finally pressed against the opening. At first he just pressed and then moved his finger onwards, but he kept returning to the same place and pressing more and more firmly. Somehow, I wasn’t sure how, his finger had moisture on it when it next returned to where I wanted it to be. This time after circling around the small hole he pressed against, and. Now about the story, so the incident happened when I was in 12th grade. Mr Kapoor was father of my then bff, Soniya. He was about 40 yrs. old then and I was about 18. He was a gym trainer, so he was in quite a great shape and he was bestowed with a tall, fair and hot body.I and Soniya were best friends since 5th grade I guess. We both knew each other’s families well and we even use to spend a lot of nights at each other’s home. I have never ever had any lustful feeling about Mr Kapoor before.