After this I was not able to study and something was pushing me to sleep, after 15-20 mints wearing my paijama as safety I walked in her bedroom adjac...ent to my room and lied down on the bed, she extended the same rajai under which she was also laying i.e. it was a double bed rajai.As all thoughts where passing by of the bathroom days, I slowly forced my sleep by holding my cock tight so that I don’t lose my control. As I was almost half asleep after 15 min I felt someone carried my hand on to. “yes of course nothing more for sure” peter assured him.“make sure the bastards don’t get out of hand honey. I am sorry for having put you in this predicament” he was apologetic and kissed her on her cheeks and left the room. He couldn’t bear to see what they were going to do.As soon as he left the room, kala decided to take charge of the situation; even though she was drunk she still had her wits about and wanted to keep it under control. She was getting excited that she was going to further. She was the university idol, after all. There were so many things she had to do, even when it was a supposedly free day. Attend events, meet people, chat with students. All just to maintain her reputation. It was tiresome, and yet, she knew that to fail in this eternal dance, or to falter even once could see her cast down. She wouldn't have that. She'd worked hard to be where she was. That was right, all the way back in High School, Jana Moris had seen the social structure emerging and decided. It turned out they liked the same music, except he owned all the records and she didn’t. He was open and friendly, not flash – and he didn’t come across as a kid. He didn’t lecture her about music, he seemed genuinely interested in what she thought. They must have sat there in the half gloom for over an hour talking away, laughing, Paul trying to show her the basic chords. Then at about one thirty, he looked at his watch and said, ‘Oooh, better go, I’m past my curfew.’ He sounded a little sad..