I had covered my privates with a towel.”Fuck, Terry, ” she laughed, ”I used to help Mom change your diaper. Get over yourself.”The bathroom wa...s small, just a toilet, a small shower, and a vanity. She pushed her panties and shorts to the floor and sat on the toilet. I heard the tinkle of her piss splashing in the bowl. She sat no more than two feet from me. I tried to wrap the towel around my sixteen-year-old ass but she jerked it from my hand. ”Sis,” I yelled, ”Stop it.”She laughed as she held. Being surrounded by strong, domineering women and girls, I developed aninferiority complex. I was so shy that, even though I had many"girlfriends", the only time I dated was when a girl would ask me out.Mother was pleased on how I turned out. What I thought was a weaknessaround women, she saw as a man knowing his place around women. My Fatherhad accepted that a longtime ago and is very content with his role intheir marriage.Growing up, I knew what I was becoming. But, whenever I tried to. ..no ...I just prefer the single life" I replied with a shocked tone"Hmmm... I would say you can't find a suitable woman because most lookfor a dominant man and you are not!" her eyes seemed to bore into me"I..I.." Oh do stop that stammering think what you want to say then say it" shescolded "..... I maybe not be dominant but I don't see a problem in that"was my defensive answer"Well not if you don't mind people taking advantage of you!" They don't!" again I heard the defensiveness in my. He got excited and waited for the show to begin.The door opened and to his excitement, Mrs. Sarita was wearing a black sleeveless churidar with a red dupatta and black tights came in. She had worn a red bindi and her hair was untied. She was looking at herself at the mirror while she did her hair and gave a nice tasty glimpse of her armpits to Surya. But this was just the tip of the iceberg.After tying up her hair, the teacher took off her kurti which was tight and slowly by slowly, exposing.