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Thoughts of a Free Soul |
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The following articles have been taken from my friend's diary. With her consent of course ... Resort manager informed us that upto 12:30PM, beach conditions would be nice. So after a quick breakfast, we dashed-off to beach. We walked through sand for half an hour. My hubby suggested a sea-bath. Meghana was too excited for bath. But I said, "I get bored with sticky Salty water. I will sit here only. You enjoy the bath." Meghana didn't want to leave me alone. Finally, Samir stayed with me & Meghana moved on to waters with my hubby. We lied down on sand. "You look nice in bikini," Samir told me. He knew quite a few things about paintings. He started explaining the beauty of curves. Art is really a vast subject. On sand, he drew images of nose, lips & other parts of my body. Everything was in proportion though taking measurements only with hands was not so easy. Within half an hour or so, Meghana & my hubby returned. "What did you do?" I asked. "Meghana learned a few things about high & low tides," hubby said. Yes, oceanography also is a vast subject. We went back to resort. During this week-end trip, I learned many things about art while Meghana learnt about tides. Does anyone know about stars & galaxies? I am very much interested in learning that as well ... My grandpa, who lived in village, was serious. So my parents were to visit him. They were to stay away from me for 4 days. Because of my school-exams, I was to stay at home. Before leaving, my parents asked Mavare family - our neighbours - to take care of me. For the next 4 days, my lunch, dinner, breakfast etc. was going to be with Mavare family. Next day my last paper was over & by evening I was free. I had never stayed alone for such a long time. I called my friends to my house. We spent that evening casually & then they went home. By 09:30 PM, I had my dinner with Mavare family & came back to my house. At 10 O'clock, the bell rang. Mr. Mavare had brought some ice-cream. While finishing ice-cream, I told him that staying alone was a bit scary. He promised to be with me that night. "I will bring some story-book," he said & brought a book from his house. Then we went to our bed-room. He started telling story while I was lying on the bed & scanning through the book. His hands were casually rolling all-over my body. Initially it appeared just like my Dad & I felt quite normal; but afterwards his hands entered my skirt-top. Perhaps it was the effect of ice-cream & cool breeze of AC that I found his touch a pleasant one. So I pretended as if nothing was happening. "Where is night-lamp switch ?" he asked. In the dim light, I saw him undressing. "What is he going to do now ?" I was thinking curiously. He then removed my skirt & kissed that central part of my body. I can't explain how I felt exactly, but I decided to let him do whatever he wanted. He undressed me completely & again his hands started rolling all over my unclothed body -- this time a bit more firmly. I really liked his massage. Then he lied on his back & asked me to touch his erected part. I will never ever forget the feel of his organ. Then he neatly placed me over him. His heavy dildo could not enter me. He didn't try to do it forcefully. I was enjoying my wet-flower while his hands were scratching my back. After some time he said, "Let's stop here." And I got down. Though nothing happened that night, I started developing taste for sex from that point onwards ... Moral of the story : Having sex with kids is an art. Do it dextrously. Beware of child-abuse laws. Is their anyone returning from Phillipines ? I am very much interested in knowing more about Manila ..... |
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