" His hand slips over my arm, his fingers finally taking a hold of mine, raising me from my curtsey."Your--" His fingers press against my lips as I go... to apologise again."My name is Derek and you are entitled to use my name, Sasha, just as I am entitled to use yours." I feel his other hand slip over my spine. "You are, after all, mine for whatever future we can manage together. "I look away, staring at the dark material of his suit jacket. The weave of his tailcoat is finer than any material I. Suresh pushed the door and sneaked in. He saw Kavita sleeping on her bed wearing the same nighty.Kavita was sleeping like a log. Her nighty was pushed up until her mid-thigh. Suresh slowly walked near her bed, making sure that he didn’t make any noise. He could see her deep cleavage as her boobs heaved with her breathing.Suresh sat near her legs and moved his stares along Kavita’s silky smooth legs up to her thick thighs. Suresh controlled very hard not to touch her. His cock was already very. The women in particular. They rarely went out, never went swimming or got involved in sports, never brought men home, and they always wore long loose dresses whether out or at home. Your mother was also incredibly strict regarding any sort of nudity in the house. Once a few years back you accidentally walked in on her taking a bubble bath and she had absolutely freaked out. You were careful not to do that again! Your buddies would joke about seeing their sisters getting changed or something.. .." he breathed as his eyes flickered down to the hard lump in his jeans."Listen, I think I gave you the wrong idea, that is not how I am," I scolded him as I pushed past him to walk away."Yes, you are," he stated matter-of-factly as he caught me by the wrist. "And I have proof." You can say what you'd like to, Malcolm, but you can't prove anything," I spat, wrenching my arm from his grip."I wouldn't be so sure about that," He taunted me, withdrawing a small mp3 player from his pocket, once.