It's clean and tidy and pretty much the same as it was a few years ago." I haven't had to change anything. I don't use the master bedroom. I gave away... almost all their clothes to the Salvation Army and the thrift shop. I've left everything else as it was." You've been living here by yourself for almost three years. What have you been doing?" Uhhm, going to school, studying for a business degree by correspondence and working during the day." I decided not to tell her about my two stolen years at. I am a guy who takes his sex partner for a pleasure trip. I always believe that the girl also should be doubly happy then what I am. And I am good at foreplays. I am a terrific tongue twister!And my 8 inch rod will take care of the remaining task. OK enough of myself. let me start my story. I want to express it short and sweet. I am married and staying at Chennai. I have a cousin (through my wife) at Kadalore whom I met for the first time in my marriage. After my marriage, say after 3 months, I. When I put my legs back down the bed was soaked. My bed is small so I couldn't just move to the other side. I had to get up and out of bed and get something to cover it so that I could sleep. I ended up getting my flannel bottoms that I wear around the house when I am alone.I laid back down pressed my legs together tightly and felt my insides spasm. I do believe it wanted something inside of me. I guess I fall right to sleep because the next thing I know my alarm was going off waking me. She held the envelope in her hand like she would have held a wrigglingsnake."I do not know what is written by your Grandmother in here, but she didmake me promise on her death bed that I would oversee the fulfillment ofeverything she has requested in her bequest to you, her only Grandson.I will honor that promise. Shall we open the envelope and see what thecrafty old girl has done that will, probably, surprise both of us?"I readily agreed. Maybe I shouldn't have.Mother tore the envelope open.