Afterwards I was with my bare chest and Shylaja aunty touched my arms and asked whether you have any strength? (As I was very thin). I got in a way an...gry and immediately replied although I don’t have strength to lift you but I can do other work what a man can do. Aunty asked what work. I answered any work. But aunty still insisted I want to know what work? I preferred to tell her, you ask me any work and I will do it for you? Aunty asked? You have observed many women are what is your opinion. I was waiting beside the road when the Johnson’s car pulled up. To my surprise, it was Mr. Johnson in the driver’s seat. I opened the door and got in. We had not gone very far and Mr. Johnson began to sniff around the car. He acted like he smelled something bad. I began to sniff as well, but I could not smell anything. I looked in the backseat, thinking something may be back there, but there was nothing but an empty seat. “Albert, what did you get into at that party?” He finally asked.“What do. This time the handle was longer, designed to allowsomeone to hold it comfortably, but it was the sight of the slim, curved probethat brought more babbling pleas from the tethered girl. Only the thicknessof a pencil it was about nine inches long and curved in a gentle arc endingin a smoothly rounded tip. The Inspector brought the horrible device, the one he'd called his 'persuader',up between M'bebe's spread thighs and carefully stroked it along the junctionof her labia. 'Huh… ffffh! Nuh… nuh…. .” he said..”What the hell…” she was still in the state of shock..”Hi.. I am imran..” he extended his hands towards her..”I know…you just fucked me an hour ago..” she said…”Whats yours?” he asked … “Saba” she said. “Wow..nice name..” she didn’t say anything. “So saba..you fuck with any unknown guy..” he was smiling. “Only when I am left unsatisfied by some old fucker.” She said. “then why you let him fuck you?” he asked again..”For good grades..” she said. “Give me your number at least” he said.