It was about 4 months left for our exams, the biggest exams in your life. She came up to me one day and said these words. I still remember.“Sarfaraz..., I know you love me more than anything and I too do that. But we have to be mature now. I know this will never happen between our families. They’ll never ever agree with this, thanks to our social barriers. Even if we run and get married its nothing but a bitter life.”I was shocked for a minute. I was not ready to give up. Though I tried to. She gasped, waiting for him to express some disappointment at their small size, but instead he lowered his head to them, nuzzling each before taking a nipple into his mouth. A moan escaped her when his tongue swirled around her nipple, then he bit down cruelly, and she cried out, the strange mixture of pleasure and pain so intense she felt dizzy. He moved to her other nipple and repeated the process, and by then Heather was gasping for breath, her mind begging him not to stop, but she couldn’t. As the lift rose to their floor he glanced across at his boss and notedthe pursed lips and the small hiccup as she tried to hold back a laugh. Hesmiled a little ruefully at her."I guess I look a mess huh. Go on, have a laugh. If I wasn't standing heredripping all over the carpet I'd probably be chuckling too. I just hope mysuits ok, it's the only one I own. Don't want my shoes stretched out ofshape either. Of course if I get a rise maybe I can afford another pair."His sideways under hair look. After a disheartening groan from my voice, I plopped back down into my seat and waited for Ms. Marianne to hurry the hell up so I could go home. “You needed to speak with us, ma’ am?”“Yes, I’m glad you’re here Craig. But the problem isn’t you, it’s Jennifer.” Ms. Marianne said nonchalantly slowly pacing around the room.“What did I do?” Jennifer said concerned.“It’s not what you did; it’s what you didn’t do.” Ms. Marianne explained cryptically.“What?”“What I mean Jennifer is that your grades are.