What was wrong with her? Even in tenth grade her friends seem to snicker behind her back and she'd catch glimpses of boys laughing among themselves an...d pointing at her. She was nearly always alone at the lunch table in high school.The only friend she had who would stick up for her was Candy Namo. Candy was almost as smart and pretty as Helen. Candy had scored just below her on every spelling bee and math contest, had second honours ( Helen always won first place ) at the Science Fair year in. I asked Prashant, and he gave me permission to come and take my booklet, which I had forgotten here last time. Chandni: Which booklet?Salim smiled mischievously and approached further.Salim: The one in your hands, chachi. I see that you have already started to enjoy the stories.Chandni: Salim, please mind your language. What do you think? Don’t talk nonsense.Salim: Oh chachi, stop pretending. I saw where your hand was while you were reading it. I heard your moans. Stop lying to yourself. I know. At this time of the morning there was only one other customer in the shop.Becky was an apple cheeked buxom young country girl of 21 years. Her family had farmed the land in the parts since time out of mind and still did. The other individual in the shop was one of her farming family ? an old man who had retired just a few years ago. He was her mother's father and Becky called him granddad, because of his age but, as always in Oedipus Falls, relations were actually rather more complicated than. With my fingers moving in again, I pressed against her bum, a constant but unrelenting pressure, until, the tip of my thumb popped into her bum. We both froze.“Okay?”“Yes,” she panted back.Nicola reached out and grabbed the bottle of lube and dropped it by my knees. Then she leant forward and rested her head on the bed. My fingers and thumb were working her pussy as I pushed forward with my other thumb. Just as it reached its depth, I felt her clench on both hands and she started to shake. She.