I'm naturally curious. Sometimes I snoop on other people behind their backs. It's not a very nice character trait, I know. But that's the way I am. I ...have occasionally read personal e-mails which Cathy received or sent, and often this resulted in my ears burning, because I found comments about myself which were not at all complimentary.The document in front of me didn't mean anything to me. Not only could I not read the text, I had no idea what it was. It might have been a part of Helen's. We made our formal introductions. I like the sound of her laughter a lot. She would do that for every joke I tell her. But all the while, I kept looking at her hot cleavage and thighs. Back in my place, you don’t get to see them more often. So, this is how our conversation went.Me: Hello, Jaanvi. I heard a lot about you.Jaanvi: Hi. What?! From whom?Me: Well, there is a story about you on a website called Indian Sex Stories.Jaanvi: About me on Indian Sex Stories?Me: Yes.Jaanvi: Oh My God! What. This kind of stuff again went on for another 1 and half month or so. During this time we got very close to each other. One day as usual on a Friday evening after office went for dinner. After dinner I usually drop her home. The main thing and the best thing happened on this day that it began to rain by the time we were half way through to her house. When we reached her I was completely drenched and so was she. I dropped her and said will leave but she persuaded me to get my self cleaned up and. "That evening, Sheila browsed through the script and liked it. Teaching was in her heart and soul. She wanted to teach full time, not do porn, although the audition was exciting. Maybe a teaching position would magically appear. Anyway, she could see herself in the role of the classy art teacher in Caitlin's script.Sheila particularly liked that the teacher, Mrs. Freidman, wore the latest fashions and elegant jewelry. The art teacher had a lot of physical similarities to herself, having.