After reading though this website, I thought that I should also share my real experiences. I stay in Kaggadasapura area of East Bangalore. Some of you... may know it. It’s a high density area, with plenty of scope for passionate encounters :-)Couple of years back, me and my wife visited her friend’s house to wish them on Ganesh Chaturthi. They were staying a few kms away from our house. I know what you, the reader, is thinking – that I screwed my wife’s friend!! Don’t worry, it was with someone. Karen is a very nice girl. I brought her a little teddy bear and she loved it." See, that wasn't so hard." Mom said, brightly. "Do you like her?" No, her name's not Randi."Mom looked as though she was going to say something but changed her mind. We finished eating in silence.As I passed her chair to put my plate in the sink, I kissed my mom on the cheek and whispered "You're the best."She smiled at me. "You're absolutely rotten," She said grabbing me up in a hug. I gave my dad a hug then left.I. With an exaggerated move I flipped myself over the side and fumbled the ball. The package sprayed from my grasp and hit the floor rolling. The door slammed down, echoing the sound the dropped package had made. Unruffled by the noises we had made, Wendy grasp me with both hands and pulled me to her. In actuality, the roast had not rolled far and since there were no children sleeping in her upstairs there was no reason for her to be ruffled. Contrary to the original rehearsal, my head had taken. The little lady pointed her cane at the man and sternly spoke, "You should be ashamed of yourself, you look old enough to be her father! Go away and leave the poor girl alone!"The big man frowned, "Why don't you go off and get screwed you old biddy! Besides, I like them young...old enough to bleed, old enough to breed. Is what I always say." The little woman gave him a disgusting look and watched as he began to follow me again. "Aw come on, baby...don't be such a cold fish." He was now running.