Now it was 10 pm my sister went to the toilet in our home there is old type of toilet( on that toilet people use their hands to clean potty ) she sit ...on her knees and call me and i could see her potty its smell was bad. Then i insert my index finger on my finger was her potty i taste her potty it was very bad its taste very bad i could see potty around her ass hole then I took a bucket of water and wash her ass by my hands while washing her ass her potty touch my hand and i insert my finger in. I'm quite good now. We still keep in touch and are best friends. We skype, IM, mail when we get time. Recently she has started sending me greeting cards. What makes it special are her kisses on it. She'd write her note and the she'd kiss on it to make the lovely impression of her beautiful thick well shaped lips! Well what a way to send greetings right?If you're reading this till now I know that you'd be wondering about the most obvious - the physical part aka the sexual. I hate to mention it. Everything appears on time, so I should be landing on schedule. Did you decide on where you might like to have dinner with me?”“Hi Cutie. Yes, I did. I am making you my mom’s signature dish tonight, so we’ll be eating here.”“That works for me,” Tyler said. “Do you need me to pick up anything on the way from the airport?”“You know what, let me check.” Katie turned and surveyed the kitchen counter before opening the refrigerator.“I think we’re good for tonight,” she told Tyler, “but one of us. And you’re oh, so sweet. Maybe the sweetest person I have ever met. I’ve never heard you say anything nasty, i’ve never seen you less than patient with a student, i’ve never met anyone who’s met you and doesn’t like and admire you. I think I could, maybe do, love you.”Are you tired? I can leave.” I hear myself saying. You laugh.”Don’t be silly, I asked you to stay. No, I’m just ready for a little quiet, a little downtime, a little intimate conversation.”At the word intimate, my heart skips a.