On a Monday night, just as I was sitting down to study?’ I wondered. The phone call could bring new business. Or…..It could be Wendy. I picked up ...the phone on the forth ring. “You didn’t finish the story!” She had an annoying habit of demanding a response without the courtesy of ‘a how do you do.’ If she ever gets in front of a judge I thought, the scene made my rib cage tickle. “Sure I did,” I answered, thinking I knew which story she was talking about. “Well, did you?” “Did I what?” “Did you. The way he called her ‘Kinsey’, always running his fingers through her hair, Sometimes he would pull her onto his lap, and one time I swear he had a boner when she got up. “You need a boyfriend,” I glanced back. “And stop calling her Kinsey. I hate it when do you that.” Jordan grinned, he always thought it was funny when I was angry. “Does she hate it?” he whispered.I glared at him. “Get outta my room and stop acting straight,” I shouted. “I’m beginning to have serious doubts you’re gay.” “Oh,. She does not wear any bra inside it’s a clear view of her boobs. My cock struggling to come out and fuck her. But I control myself and told r u ok meenu. She suddenly closed her boobs with her sari. Then I told to wait her and bring a towel from room. I gave the towel and she got it and using it. But still she is wet in tat sari. In this seconds my cock struggling so hardly.Devil inside me telling to press that boobs and fuck her. My mind says do something. I got idea to see her nude. I told. Mai chalne laga to usne mujhe roka bola sir rukiye please mujhe ek question punchana hai aur wo ander gai aur waha se 2 min baat ek page mujhe diya aur boli ki sir question isi par solve kar Dejiyega mai use dekhe bina jeb me dal ke nikal aaya ghar pahunch kar dekha to usme jo likha tha wo dekhkar mai dang rah gaya usme likha tha sir, I’m really very sorry aaj aapne jo dekha hai meri buk me please wo sab mere mummy papa ko mat bolna meri friend ne hi pata nhi kyn likh diya tha warna mai apni.