"Sure, but it usually turns out they're closet faggots, or something."She paused. "Am I allowed to call them faggots?"Her father flashed a wicked smil...e. "Call them what you want round me,sweetie. I gather that in polite society that term is now frowned upon.But we don't exactly cater to the polite end of society, do we?" No indeed." Nancy's answering grin faded as she returned to thesubject. "Tiff's not a faggot though. As far as I can tell she hateshaving sex with men. But she seems to have. – Yeah, that's it, son."As he described his experience when his own father first fucked him, my dad gasped as his son now did the same. That ass that had been completely virgin before his father tore him open now let his son slide easily in, soon ploughing in and out of him, making him tell his story a little more erratically."He pushed slowly and firmly up inside my tight hole, taking me like a little virgin girl, tearing my ass open. It hurt pretty bad at first but it soon started to feel. Then a conversation started between us and it turned in a different wayAbhi: Wat do u think about this gay fantasize and all. Do you think does it works in IndiaMe: It is up to people and their choice. Everyone has the rights to decide about what they like and what they dint like. So we must leave it to people instead of criticizing like an untouchability.Abhi: Wat would u do if some guy was approaching for gay(Now I just wanted to pretend myself as he itself should say it is right)Me: No one. "Annie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Suddenly she felt as though someone had punched her hard in her stomach. "Well when is the blessed event?" She dropped all pretense of happiness."Two months. She wants to get married in the church, Annie. She wants the baby christened in the church. We can't do that if you don't sign annulment papers. It's important to her."Annie had already done the math. Allen's new baby was conceived before she had even left Phoenix. "Important to her? Well.