Me: What the hell, mausi? What happened?Mausi: Sorry Aarav, but I can’t let you fuck me until you marry me.Me (I was shocked): What? Marry you?Mausi...: Yeah! Or we aren’t doing it again.Mausi got up and wore her clothes and went to the kitchen. I sat there thinking what to do now. I really wanted to have sex with her but marrying her, I needed time. I wore my clothes and went to the terrace and thought a lot about it. It was then I decided that I would marry her but on my own terms.I got back. Do you hear me?" Debbie said as she approached. "What were you thinking about? You seemed far away."How could the busty girl tell her friends she was dreaming of sucking the boy just to her left and swallowing his cum? "N-nothing" she said, "It's just that I had some problems yesterday and..." It was your mom, right?" asked Debbie. "And about Brad, I'm sure." Yeah! He's a jerk. Your mother was right. He only wanted to feel your breasts," Nicole said. "We could see how he looked at them." He was. She rocked me and shushed asthe tears flowed. It took several minutes before I composed myself."You sit next to me," she said, and patted the empty seat where Judy hadbeen sitting. "Now tell us everything about yourself, and why you aren'tspend Christmas with your parents."I sat and pretty much gave them the history from the time I left until Ireturned, including to horrible exchange with my parents hours before."My God, you poor thing," Betty said. "How could a parent do such athing to their. Had she spent anymore time alone she would be dead or worse. Yes there were things worse then death. Its just she never talked about them or thought of them till she ended up on the street at 15. She spent a year homeless. Hair matted, eyes both infected, poor education, it was nothing new. Prostitution however that seemed like a good idea at the time. It hadn’t worked. Nothing had. Her first night out she got picked up by an older gentleman. He had a nice car, wore a nice suit, spoke well and.