Again, I pretended to beengrossed in my book. One couple to my left started whispering andgiggling.Unfortunately my nightmare was just beginning. The ...girls returned. One ofthem holding a phone as if she was reading a text but I could tell fromthe way that she kept on glancing at me that she was probably filming me.I turned my head slightly."Excuse me? Do you have the time?" the one without the phone askedsweetly as her friend stood next to her pretending to read something onher phone.I would. And her boobs…while she was in home she never used to wear dupatta…and her cleavage cut was clearly visible…I always imagined of tit-fucking her cleavage from over her top.!So,I came out of my imagination and told her all my fantasies with her and told her that I want to fuck you as soon as possible.She said that nobody is at home.Come over to my place.I went to her place as it was nearby to my house and she opened the door.I went inside and as soon as she closed the door I hugged her from. . sucking... until it’s all over... ”The switch whiplashed down across Heidi’s threshing buttocks.“Sucking... ”“And sucking... ”“And sucking... ”The switch whistled down again and again as Melissa rasped out the words.“Sucking... ”“Sucking... ”“Sucking... ”Heidi shrieked in agony, twisting like an eel on the end of Cassim’s outstretched arm... upon which the bicep quivered with strain.“Yes... you go on sucking...”“And sucking... ”“And sucking... ”“And if you don’t... ”“I’ll flay you to. I spent the rest of the day working on contracts. I had almostforgotten the time when Emily waved good night. I looked at the clockand it was past six. I packed up to leave myself taking these contracts home with me.Thanksgiving and Christmas came and went. The year 2004 was upon us. Itwasn't as cold as in other winters but I still wore my furs. To hellwith those PETA creeps. These people had nothing better to do than stirup trouble. Especially people who wore furs.I arrived home to find David.