He’ll shoot me right here on the phone, and I’ll have no chance to live. He’ll shoot me and get away. The highway is right around the corner. He...’ll have time to escape before the 9-1-1 guy even pushes the button to call for an ambulance and the police. And where is the phone anyway? I don’t see it on my nightstand. Of all the fucking nights to leave it on the desk instead of next to the bed. I really have to be more careful. What if something happened? You moron! Something IS happening.. "I have something for you." She whispered softly into her lover’s ear."What is it?" Grace asked as a small smile touched her lips."Close your eyes." Jesse said and waited for Grace to do so before getting off the couch and taking a small box out of the Christmas tree branches. She sat back down beside Grace and placed it in her hands.Feeling the velvet covered box in her slender fingers Grace opened her eyes. "Jesse!" She grinned. "We said we weren't giving gifts on Christmas Eve." I know.". I was so besotted with her that I just couldn't think straight.One lunchtime I came back from the Chemist with a new bottle of eardrops in one of those small blue grass ridged bottles, when an ugly though ran through my mine but in my defence I was desperate."Look what I have here," I said holding up the blue glass bottle so that June could see. We were alone in the small kitchen where we make our tea."What?" she said off hand not really looking."This my lovely is one of those 'date rape'. Sakshi had a body like south Indian actress Tamannah, with bigger tits though.Ayesha wasn’t dressing slutty, but Sakshi used to wear cropped tees and cut jeans to show her glory. Her ass looked super fine and I wanted to smash her the day I saw her in the apartment.One day I got a call from my brother (if you remember Kiran from my first story) that I got another apartment, which was closer to my college. So I decided to move out the next week, as it was already the month end. I hung up the.