As soon as the parade was over the new soldiers all got their postings -- except for me. A general came over with my captain and requested me to come ...ith him. Maybe this would be my posting to Sandhurst. I was hopeful as I excused myself from my parents and followed him and the captain. We went into a little room, and the General cautioned me that I wasn't to say _anything_ about what went on in that room. Nothing. To anyone. Ever. I agreed and he said that he was looking for a volunteer for. " Holy shit." You're freaking out, aren't you?" Holy shit!" I nearly r@p3 you, seduce you faster than you can say Rumpelstiltskin and this you're freaking out over?" Holy SHIT!" I sat up, despite his coming with me, arms still wrapped around me. Hunter held on as though he was afraid that if he let go, he'd lose me forever. "The things I told you! You - you were my one confidant! I told you shit I never told anyone, not even the people my mother paid to listen to me! You for the last two years. Main patna mein rahta hoo..aur meri chachi patna city … Meri chachi bahot sexy hai. Mast figure, mote mote boobs, mast moti gand. Mai jab bhi unhe dekhta hu to lund apne aap khada ho jaata hai. Yeh tab ki baat hai jab maine 10th ke boards diye the aur meri vacations ho chuki thi. Mere chacha ka ek general store hai. Aur unki ek beti hai. Meri vacations ho chuki thi aur mai apne chacha ke yaha rehne jaa raha tha. Vaha pahucha to pata laga ki chacha aur unki beti ek week ke liye shaadi pe kahi. Would it ever happen? Was it really the right thing to do? There had been a report recently in the news about a woman, who had been caught with a dog. The public outcry was huge, and the humiliation she suffered must have been intense. It made me second-guess this decision, yet at the same time, the urge felt like it was getting stronger, fuelled by the knowledge of just how taboo and socially unacceptable this was. Frequently, at night or early morning, I would log onto b**st sites and spend.