I was no longer inordinately proud of every single thing I wrote. That passed years ago. But I never considered my writing to be shit either. Some pie...ces were better than others, but I didn’t really consider any of it shit.Not really.Hmm. Except that script I wrote for a company that was trying to get a television series for children going, in order to get a shed load of sponsorship money from a rather wealthy church group. That script was shit - but that was deliberate. I thought the whole. I went near her and grabbed her and started kissing her telling her how much I loved fucking her. While we were at it the door banged from outside. We were not yet dressed so I went near the door and peeked through the keyhole.It was Shalini so I opened it while I was naked. Rashmi was wearing the bra and was in her petticoat only. Shalini asked me- “How was today’s lesson?”Me- it was interesting. Rashmi ma’am taught me very good biology lessons.Shalini- oh nice. What did she teach?Me- to suck. He drove to a small house in a lower middleclass subdivision nearby. He parked and came around and pulled me out of the car. I followed him into what I had thought was his house. I was surprised. Well, perhaps shocked is a better word, to see that there were four men sitting around in the living room when we entered.The fear factor shot way up. I came to a sudden halt and stared around me, wondering if I could get back out of the front door before he could stop me. I hadn't bargained on this! I. Veronica is 19, about five and half feet tall, long brown hair, green eyed, and has a cute face. She dresses in today’s styles and wears the hottest in style glasses. Her attire and the way she carries herself just oozes sexuality. The summer dress she had on accented the flare in her hips and swell of her breasts. I tried not to make it obvious, but Veronica was the person I was looking at when I responded that I was good. I don’t think Brad picked up on it, but she certainly noticed and made.