Poor guy having a bad stomach.I realized that Nisha had withheld our secret encounter. While Sumit was saying all this, he had turned towards Nisha, a...nd I was looking at her. She continued to look at Sumit, but her eyes would move and look at me. Those eyes clearly said that what happened between us was not told Sumit.I felt something strange in me. I had just checked out my friend’s wife semi-naked, and she decided not to tell him. I looked back at Nisha, and her face was a bit red, perhaps. Many times, I went to meena aunty’s home, chatted with her even when no one was around. I used to see a lots of cleavage of her. My days went just with seeing it and masturbate thinking of it. I was afraid of making any bold move.Coming to the story, as I am doing Ph.D, I needn’t go to college regularly. So I went home for one week in the end of august. One day, I went outside after breakfast to meet my friend in my bike.While returning it was raining heavily, but I like to ride in rain if am. You've been taught by my good friend Sarah, and by others, but I want you to start all over."Who can tell me the most important difference between a human and a horse? Anybody?"I hadn't expected an answer. "You guys aren't working with me, yet. Okay, the difference is that horses are prey. Humans are predators. Horses know that they could very well be a human's next meal."I looked at Jane Pinski, handed her some change. "Jane, I'm talking too much. Would you please get me a soda?"Jane stood up. "He blinked in the way someone does when they've just heard something crazy. Finally, after the longest minutes of my life, he spoke. "How ... how did you explain that to your classmates? I mean you're a great-looking guy, Nate. Didn't they wonder?" Just one more lie I told to protect my secret. I said I had a serious girlfriend in my county. Said she lived on a neighboring farm, but went to a different school." Wow, Nate." He shook his head, frowning. "That must be hard, feeling like you need.