At that moment, she was at the end of her wits trying to make a big decision. Minutes passed, and when her thoughts finally subsided, Sara turned to K...atherine and said with a forced smile.“Kat, I have something to say.”Hearing Sara’s words, Katherine finally relaxed. Turning to Sara, she noticed the forced smile and question marks appeared over her head.“That guy who was here before ... Lucas. He responded to the second slot.”Katherine tilted her head slightly, remembering what was in the. So if I make any mistake please don’t mind.So let us start, my name is Aryan I am now 27 years old. This incident happens a year ago when I was working as a freelance designer. My sister had this function arranged for the opening of her new shop for ladies wear at Kochi. I was very busy with the inauguration program after everything finished and the shop was opened for customers. I noticed my sister was talking to someone, because of the rush I couldn’t saw her face and I tried to peek in. At. But you're not. You're here in front of your laptop.The year started off great. Being a Business major had been the perfect fit. Economics, marketing and even statistics had come easy. A 4.0 the first three semesters of college was pointing its way right to an MBA at the school of your choice. And there was Jane. Fun, smart and hot as hell. She really was the perfect girlfriend.But she's out with her friends and you're here. With your laptop.Jane might not be perfect for everyone, but it really. Your nipple is pulsating between your pinching fingers and you pull her softly upwards while biting your bottom lip passionately. Lost in your own little world you lose control of your left hand, which, like if it has a mind of its own, now has begun rubbing with a decent pace your curvy mound. There's is already a wet patch there, fully formed and growing, as you firmly hug your flesh with your palm and give it a light squeeze. Oh, it's so wonderful, how your lips squirm and tremble down.