My coaching classes were from 9 to 12 in the afternoon and I come back home to my aunts house after that. Uncle and aunt worked, the boys who were you...nger had local friends and either was out playing or in school for most part. This gave chance on school days for Shanthi and I to be alone for about 2 hrs daily when she comes home from college around 3:30 or so when I am home I used to read almost any magazine that comes my way and some books as well guys in my class used to bring porn books. I got in big trouble for us laughing at him. I even had toapologize to princess M."Carla laughed. "It's so funny that you call her princess." You would too if you had to live with her." Melissa and her friend Carla were sitting in a covered swing in Carla'sback yard."So what are you going to do?" As an only child, Carla lived vicariouslythrough the conflicts between Melissa and Megan. "I don't know yet. But I'm going to get her and that sissy wuss she'sdating." They're dating? She dating that. I'd then be dressed in a outfit for the rest of thelesson while they taught me how to behave like a girl. It was intense andvery interactive with them asking me which things I preferred, how I feltin particular outfits, and which was the prettiest. They made me practiceover and over and ask for help and advice when I wasn't quite sure.Over the weeks I was put in underwear that I'd only ever seen in mymother's catalogues, skirts and tops in outlandishly feminine colours anddesigns, and soft. "Please..." he voice tailed off as she realised that if he wanted to whip her he could, and all she could do was suffer it.When his hands spread her arse cheeks wide and he pushed first one and then two fingers into her arse she wondered what he was up to. The fingers left her rosebud and started to rouse her vagina and clitoris. Just before she was quite at a pitch to come she felt something large, warm and firm nosing into her narrower entrance."Relax, and it won't hurt so much," the Emir.