So I told her, “Now just stop acting and do as I say, and stand up.”She told, “Okay I will do as you say. But please delete that video from your... mobile.” I said, “Okay bitch, but only if I am fully satisfied.” Later she asked me what to do. I said to come close to me. She came and I grabbed her face and gave one passionate kiss on her lovely lips.She didn’t even resist a little bit and started to enjoy the moment I began to kiss her. I asked her why is she having an affair with others doesn’t. Like I was alive again. I closed my eyes again completely losing my train of thought. The only thing I knew was that I was being kissed...that I was being touched for the first time in years.It was as if my hands started moving on their own. First, touching her hair. Her hair felt like silk between my fingers. Slowly moving down it reached her shoulder. My hand moved her shirt to the side to expose her shoulder and I couldn't believe how soft and smooth her skin felt. It continued to glide. Khan knew that these nights would also be terrible because he was unaware that he was drinking sleeping pills, and according to him the d**gs were either fake or the situation was too bad for the d**gs to fix. They talked to Ezgi and decided to come back early until he got back right, so at least he would take care of this in Istanbul. He went out to the garden, Ezgi was not looking at him, he was turning his eyes to the places where he was not. They were left alone when Khan took his phone. So I applied a little make up in a non-slutty look, sprayed some sensuous perfume over my naked body and then dressed in a new, clean uniform. Short green and blue pleated skirt, lacy white panties, white blouse, white lacy socks and my shiny black shool shoes. I toyed with the idea of wearing a bra, but decided against it. I had been blessed with a pair of pert little tittes which supported themselves nicely. I would have loved to go braless all the time, but mom freaked every time she saw me.