I use another key to unlock my personal drawer. Unlike the others that contain school material, this one is for my pleasure alone. One might say I’m... addicted to orgasms, but who isn’t? I take out my favourite vibrator and yank up my dress. My drenched thong could as well be non-existent. I place the stick on my downstairs lips and switch it on. As the exquisite wave washes over me, I glance at my nipples that could well pierce through the dress.Someone knocks. Even if the sound makes me jump,. Of course, I told her, as I really did find her attractive in every way, but only if I felt she wanted to as well. Then she asked me if I would have done so if she had told me that she was bisexual. In reply, I asked her what she really meant, as bisexual was often a way of saying that someone didn’t like men at all. No, no, she told me, she liked to enjoy both sexes. Well, I said, in that case, why did she escape to her home that last time. At this, she actually blushed, and looked me. I was having side upper seat, so I could see both – her and her father from my location.It was already 10:30 in the night so people in the compartment started to settle down and preparing to sleep. While climbing to the upper birth her leg got stuck in her salvar and she slipped a little, I was quick to extend helping hand and held her. With that little help she went to her seat and gave me a smile. It happened so quickly that no one else except one aunty in the front seat came to know. I was. In a much louder voice, almost a scream, “I’m Mayor Daharr and I demand!”I had my feet set expecting it to get ugly and promptly threw him over the hood of his official car like a bag of trash.I leaped over the hood after him; when he stopped rolling, I was there.Andy and Len stopped his two guards, “You do not want any part of that,” Andy told them.I picked him up by the collar of his fancy jacket and slammed him face down on the hood of his car NCIS style as hard as I could, bending the hood.