Then Sudharani was telling that she does not have good saree and dresses. My wife gave her few old sarees.For going to office I was getting down from ...lift and met Sudharani in ground floor. On seeing me she came near and told that she want to talk to me. I was surprised as she had never spoken to me all these days. She followed me to the car parking and told that she needs to buy some new sarees and dresses for the marriage. She further asked me if I can take her to Surat where she had learnt. Maybe there is hope for the younger generation after all.Anyway, we all ― the team, that is ― had backstage passes and went back there between set changes which meant we got to see "the incident." Okay, if we hadn't been there there wouldn't have been an incident. Okay, okay, if I hadn't been there there wouldn't have been an incident. Fine, does that make you happy? Yes, I caused it. Well, actually I didn't cause it, I just reacted to it. I think it makes a difference anyway.We were back stage. Instead, I try to breathe and relax but there is no way I could be prepared enough for the sudden thrust of the cue deep into my ass. Sadistic laughter fills the room when my response is a drawn out, high-pitched squeal. I try to kick my legs out but they seem to go nowhere as the cue begins raping my ass. I don’t even know if it is you who is controlling it but I feel confident it was your idea. I can almost picture your face as you watch it disappear into my asshole, hearing my gasps and. He seemed shy in spite of his imposing looks. Summer’s whole body went rigid and her eyes were like lasers. “April. Rick. It’s always nice to see you two,” she said, with an overly cheery tone. April shot her a fake-ass smile and then zoned in on my presence. She was hot but her whole aura was Snotty Super Bitch. The type I’d fuck but couldn’t wait until she left my apartment. I didn’t like how she approached Summer. I wrapped an arm around Summer’s shoulders and kissed her forehead. .