Something? As her feet unsteadily traced back her cycle ride from the lab her undamaged left hand unconsciously slid inside the front of her jeans and... slowly stroked her short pubic hair.How far she had walked before the car pulled over she couldn't say; the first that she was aware of it was when the young girl driving asked in soft tones."Are you O.K.?"Anita replied as steadily as she could "I'm not sure, something has happened to me!"Julie lent forward and saw the bruised face more clearly;. "Okay," he said, "thanks for letting me know."What I told him was a lie. He knew I often had sex, but there was no need to rub it in. Our boyfriends had come over and we talked, drank wine and at least twice slipped up to a bedroom and fucked. When I came home my father was sitting in the living room reading a news magazine and I sat opposite from him and began reading a book; there would be nothing on TV until 8 o'clock. I looked across at my Dad and a perverted desire rose in me. I had always. But that day it wasn’t getting started. Shalini saw me struggling and helped me…and here starts my journey with shalini..I introduced myself and told her that I was new to this place.We chatted for a few minutes sitting by the pool and exchanged our contact details..We started texting on whatsapp and became very comfortable with each other in a few days….Too close that we used to crack naughty jokes….One fine day she directly asked me if I ever had sex….and the topic changed to sex.I told her. Do you remember what I said about warning the boys? How many warnings were you to give before acting? Do you remember?”I looked down at the floor. “Warn twice and then act.”“So, you do remember. That’s good, I’m glad that stuck with you. I love my son’s dearly, but they are very active and almost always act first and think later. If you had done what you were told to do, the lamp wouldn’t be broken. You would have warmed their bottoms, but it would’ve ended things. Now my question is if you.