I work my jaw trying to get the feeling back into my mouth. Who are you? Coughing, I ask, Why are you doing this to me? His voice is cold,You are for...given for you mistake this time but only because you didnt know. Next time, you will ask to speak. Tears come to my eyes from the total lack of control,Can I speak? Yes. Who are you and why are you doing this to me? You dont need to know who I am and you know full well why you are being punished. I have no idea what he is talking about, but I dont. Phle toh meri gf apni friend ke sath baithi thi phr wo raste mein mere pass aakar baithi.Mere sath ek chota bcha tha toh meine usse uski frnd ke pass bhej diya.Hum dono uske ipod se music sunne lge.5 bje ke karib bus ruki aur teachers boli agar kisi ko kuch lena ha toh lelo.Mein bhar nikal kar gya toilet wagarh ki aur shop par jakar ek cigrate ka packet liya aur usme se ek nikal kar pee li.Aur khane ka le aaya aur apni gf ke pass jakar baith gya toh usse pta lg gya ki meine cigrate pee ha wo. After all, this is what you wanted." Mom had once again let me know that no matter how scared I was, and no matter what they did, this was my doing and I might as well get used to being a girl now. Dad was strangely silent, but several times I saw him looking at me with something akin to surprise. Beth came back right on time, and we left for the restaurant, Beth and I in the back seat. Over dinner mom told Beth about the party and asked her to come, and she said she would be there. For. Both my parents are working and I was in college. It was study holidays for me and I was at home, alone, pretty bored. I lived in the ground floor of an apartment. There was this watchman, tall and dark, but not really handsome. He was young – must have been only 25. But he was very well built. Being so white complexioned, I always had a fantasy of having dirty sex with a dark tall man, preferably from a worker class. I had just finished masturbating, when a wild idea struck me. I called the.