George slowly closed the bedroom door. I heard the bolt latch. The sound was deafening. He slowly stripped and crawled on to the bed with me. He proce...eded to give me an amazing full body rub/massage. He spent a lot of time kissing and caressing my butt. “Fuck me, please” I begged. George kisses my neck and whispered in my ear “Daddys going to raw dog you big boy”. I nearly came right then and there. George’s stamina was off the charts. He fucked me gentle. He fucked me rough. He fucked me in. Yet there we were, plodding along with her talking a mile a minute and peppering me with questions.Ma organized classes for the children that she taught in the back of the wagon that Curtis drove. She held classes for the girls in the morning for two hours and for the boys two hours in the afternoon. Curtis was included in the boy's class and enthusiastically participated. Ma had purchase a half dozen small wood framed slates and a few boxes of chalk before we left Saint Joseph on which the. "LISA, TELEPHONE," my mother yelled again.It wasn't going to work. She wasn't going to let up. Sleepily, I crawled out of bed, threw on a robe, and stumbled down the stairs. "I think its THAT boy," my mother said extending the telephone in my direction. I stifled a yawn as I wondered who "that boy" was and took the phone from her."Hello," I said sleepily.The voice at the other end of the phone was hesitant. "Hello Lisa, its Ken."I came awake a little. "What do YOU want." I couldn't resist a. Lekin woh nahi mana aor kaaha woh kya karta hey woh uski private life bas tum hosh main raho aor usey dur raho. Waisey amresh thik hi toh kah raha tha.Aatul har roj hi hamarey ghar aaney lagey , jab sey usney muje dekha tha. Pata nahitha uskey dimag mai kya chal raha tha. Par amresh ki warning mujhe bahut achi tarha sey yad tha . Esiliye mai usey zyada baat nahi karti thi,do dost kya gappey martey mainey kabhi dyaan nahi diya.Jab wo roj roj aaney laga toh pata nahi kaisey main vi useey thodi.