Thinking of the spring, she looked at the poem again. It still made no sense, and she still had no recollection of writing the words. The spring was... only a couple of minutes walk down the road from the house, and she felt an urge to see the state of the place. After folding the pamphlet and slipping it back in her pocket, she headed that way.Crystal frowned as she approached the entrance of the spring. Someone had erected a chainlink fence, barring off the place. There was a padlocked. Every time we try to do a fashion show, she tells her uncle to stop it. She’s mad because the clothes don’t fit her so feels the need to ruin everyone else’s fun,” Mindy said in a hushed tone.“But you guys get some good sales from those shows,” Cassie complained.“You know what. Tell Miss Piggy’s uncle that, he’s here today doing inventory.” Mindy said as she pointed to the store’s owner Mr. Clark. He’s an older chubby man who is writing on a clipboard in front of a row of dresses. “Excuse me,. Riya- did he mentioned anything more?Me- no.Riya- well, then I won’t say a thing go to his cabin tomorrow after college he would give some task just complete that. And gave a wicked smile.Me- oh that’s it.Then ok.Next day, After college. In sir’s cabin.Me- may I come in sir?Sir- ( happily) oh yes come in come in.Just lock the door after you enter.( I agreed and locked)Sir- so did Riya told you something.Me- yes, sir and am ready to do those tasks.Sir-(gladly) come near me and remove those books. She’s now to the point that all she wants is to cum, not even caring about the surroundings. Abruptly, I stop, slide my fingers out of her, lean into her closely, and whisper “you want to go back to the room, so I can finish taking care of you?” She nods yes. The four of us gather together back at the table to get our things. On our way out, we decided to stop at the restroom, seeing how all of us still needing to pee really bad. As we are walking, we proudly display some bouncing and.