Thats when Yashvi told me how it all happened. From here Yashvi will narrate the incident.I was waiting for long as I was stuck on the question but Sm...ita ma’am didnt turn up. I didnt dare go down in case ma’am and mom are talking something important and mom may scold me for leaving my bedroom. Soon Smita ma’am entered but she was looking completely disheveled. Her hairs were crumbled and her sari had developed many creases.I ignored and we continued studying. But now and again ma’am would take. A man was kneeling between her legs, his erect penis in his hand preparatory to driving it into the woman’s unwilling vagina. There were three other men there, one holding her arms above her head while the other two held her legs apart. In the microseconds it took me to take in the scene, I came to the conclusion I was going to get a beating at best, and, most likely, something worse. Deciding to try and shorten the odds a little and growling with anger, I took the handle of my hiking pole in. Perkins? If you don't count not being able to sleep the night before, then feeling sick that morning and dirty afterwards; no, not really. He was a single white dude and a teacher, but other than that, not really a weirdo. I never asked, but I guess he was somewhere in his mid-thirties and not really that bad looking, either, for a white guy. Have I mentioned that he was white?" "Oh, yes." "Thought I had. Well, there was a story going around school that his wife had wised-up and left him the. Ab mai story per aata hu ye tab ki baat hai jab mai 18 saal ka tha mai school padne jaya karta tha mere dost apni nuni dekha kar mujhe samjhate the per mai kuch samjhata nahi tha fir kai bar jab mai apne mummy ke sath kahi jata to raste mai rajesh uncle hamare sath baat kiya karte the aur wo mummy ko gurte the per maine kabhi itna gor nahi kiya lakin fir uncle mere close hone lage mai unke ghar jane laga wo bhi hamare ghar aane jane lage. Unke sath meri doste itne bad gaye the ke wo mujhe bf.