Jordanian ConnectionChapter 2 Opening the Can of Worms
The next day, I was going out of my room down the hall. Aunt Alia saw me and called me into her room. Everyone else was out of the house. Aunt Alia had a light blue robe on. "Do you like women's tits?" she asked me point blank. My heart fell half way down my stomach, pulsing very fast. I blushed beet red and gazed down silently without an answer. "Don't be shy," she encouraged me, smiling. "I know you do, but I am asking whether you like mine." "Yes, I do," I finally managed to...