As you know, there has been a lot of turmoil in my life due to this illness and I’m at the point where I need some firm answers. “We don’t know�...�� and “Let’s try this.” isn’t cutting it.One decision I think I’ve made is if they come back with a diagnosis of Early Onset Dementia I’m pretty positive I’m going to go find my tree by the stream. I would rather kill myself in a place of my choosing while I still know my name than die surrounded by strangers sitting in a pile of my own shit. This. I was no longer one of her students, I was the man who listened to her, comforted her and built her back up in a time of need. I was her friend. At about 3:00 PM I walked into Mrs. Garrity's class ready for my assignment. When I walked in, she was at the board erasing notes from her last class. I have not yet described Mrs. Garrity and as I stared at her while I stood in the doorway, now is as good a time as any. Mrs. Garrity stands about 5'3, has short black hair with a wavy style to it. Par wo sirf muzse aur mere papa se chudati hai. Use aur kisi se satisfaction nahi milta. Mere papa 1 businessman hai. Wo transport ka business karte hai. Wo bhi meri maaaur behen ke siwa kisi ko nahi chodte. Because unhe jo pasand hai wo sirf hamare family me hi hota hai. Is taraha hum family chuda karte hai. Ab mai story start karta hu. Meri aakh khuli to maine dekha ki meri maa mere saamne nangi khidi thi aur muze utha rahi hai. Wo bol rahi thi, “utho beta, didi kab se umhara wait kar rahi. She then indicated to me that she was ready for the role-playing. I took a deep breath and removed my underwear. Sitting on the cold stone gave me another erection.The role-playing begins.Amisha: Pankaj, come inside the house for a minute.Myself: Yes aunt, need anything?Amisha: Do not loiter outside in this weather; you will catch a cold. Get inside the blanket; take some rest.Amisha lifted the blanket as if I was getting inside it.Myself: I hope I am not disturbing your privacy.Amisha: Not at.