I clearly discouraged him that I have no time to spare for his niece. But he requested with more distressfully and explained some causes to consider. ...I thought that it is a critical condition and anxious, what can I do for this poor girl. At last I found a way, if Mr. Ramesh agrees, then I could teach the girl with Geeta and Seeta at a time in a table. But there are two options that I have to propose Mr. Ramesh and niece Barsha has to come Mr. Ramesh’s house to study.I expressed the all. "Will #1 please go through the lighted door on the stage," it said.Ten minutes someone walked back thru the door. It wasn't Tony, it wasn't even a man, it a woman dressed in a teddy.As the rest of us just stared at her with opened mouth. She asked, "What are all of you staring at?" You're a girl," I said."HAHAHAHA! That is a good one, Dean." Turn around and look in the mirror and take a look for yourself," I told him.Tony let out a scream. Then yelled, "WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON?"The voice. “Yeah, or on the toilet.” After a pause, he said, “How are you feeling?”“Like I’ve been in a car accident.”“Always the joker.” He grinned. “Seriously, how do you feel? Any specific pains?”I shook my head. “Ow, well, that hurt for a start.”“Not surprising. Anything else?”“I feel ... I don’t know. Hung-over, I guess. I’ve got a dull headache that’s more annoying than painful and I feel a bit sick. And my mouth feels like I’ve been chewing cotton wool for days.”“The headache and sickness are. " She reached behind her and shoved a couple fingers in her ass and pulled them back out."Unnhhh." She tongued everything covering those fingers.I pushed her hands away from her mouth. "Put them back in and wriggle them around," I said.She made a little squeak as she fingered herself. We both looked in awe when she pulled out, as her very light brown fingers were a few shades darker in places..."Smell," I commanded. Ananya inhaled deeply and her eyes rolled back with scatological lust. I mashed.