Then Raghu brought the topic of swapping. He asked Pranathi if she was okay for swap? She didn’t say anything but gave a sexy smile.Raghu turned on ...the music and played a slow song. He asked her to dance. I asked him ‘she will just dance?’ then he replied ‘you don’t want a normal dance? How about striptease?’ I shouted, “Hell yeah, but is she comfortable?”Raghu: Pranu, you want to? Strip dance?He added she can stop whenever she wants to.Pranathi didn’t speak a word. She stood up from the couch. The first were her k**s. She'd seen enough of her students go through divorces that she didn't want them to grow up in two homes. Mike was a great father when he was home and she had enough residual feeling for him to want him to still be with his k**s but she wouldn't give them up either.The second was a suggestion from Tony. Mike had just promoted Tony to Director of Engineering with a much larger paycheck and a great annual performance bonus. Tony wanted to wait a while so he could establish. But at least he was still alive and with luck, would remain so for a good long while. At least if his body didn't reject the new organ... though he was taking plenty of medication still just to help prevent that. But it was no guarantee. As George was well aware, there were no guarantees except for death and taxes. Even if the doctor had told him just that morning that he was healing remarkably well and had seemed pretty optimistic. With a grunt, George climbed out of his chair, wincing at the. "And she threatened to tell everyone if I didn't ask her to touch me down there," she said with her voice quivering and knew Mark would understand what she meant."Oh she made me ask her and I didn't know what to do," she whispered and knew her next words were going to be damning. "Oh honey, she made me beg her to do it, to touch me down there, to feel my pussy, and, and I did it," she voiced the hated words of defeat. "I begged her to do it and she put her fingers inside me. I am so sorry dear.