They say that I am passionate or brave or free. Those people use the polite ways of saying what everyone else says. They say that I am a slut, a no go...od diurty slut. Those people would tell you that I am a dick tease; I am cold, hartles, selfish and indiscreet. The people around me have lots of different ways of walking the same thin line, remaining superior to me whilst keeping open any future option of fucking me. They may disapprove but they are always secretly envious.I'm not ashamed. From. I too want to share my real experience to the readers. This happened with a girl when I was I eighth standard. The girl I am talking about was our tenant. She used to stay with her brother who was working in a private firm. But most of the time he used to be away on camps from his company. They came to our house as tenants when I was in sixth standard. She was in her first year of BCOM. She was 5’3″ with wheatish completion but glowing body. She had a nice body structure. One can easily get. I did switch to the treadmill for a time between Jacqui and Gina, but I like running outside if the weather permits.”“I think we need to think about some extra exercise for Matthew and Michael,” Elyse said. “Neither of them is interested in team sports.”I nodded, “They ride their bikes in the summer, but winter is an issue. And they do walk to school, which helps.”“True. It’s something to think about before next winter so they don’t spend all their time in front of the SEGA or Jesse’s. I didn’t talk to Clint for the rest of the evening, but I was so aware of his presence. I could feel the touch of his hands on my body the whole night. I knew I should have said something more during all of the time he was fondling me, should have at least suggested some resistance. But I didn’t. At that moment, I was his and I guess he knew it. To he honest, he probably could have taken me right then. It’s horrible to say, I know, but it’s true. I don’t know what has become of me. I just.