But my guess was correct. With these, words, we both hugged tightly each other and I was about to lift her nighty and put my hands directly on her boo...s. But she went to the door and closed it inside and came near and told that she wants to see my “Chunny” I was in heaven, said you can come and see that, release my boy from his jail !She came near and touched my underwear, when she saw the huge bulge, her eyes opened in surprise, put her hand on my waist and pulled down my underwear. My lund. His voice was deep and rhythmic, but he spoke quietly, just above a whisper. You had to keep very still and absolutely silent to hear him speak. ‘My brother, Bill built fences,’ he started, ‘so very long ago. He built his fences all the same: horse high, pig tight…’ ‘And bull strong,’ someone whispered as the old man paused. ‘And bull strong,’ he replied. ‘For half the year he built fences, cutting the wood from the old Bois-de-arc trees along the river bed. The wood was hard and strong,. One afternoon several weeks later, Monica went to the vicinity of Bill's office and then she found events falling right into place for her. The next thing she knew, she was meeting him and they quickly found each other very intrigiing and very sexy to talk to. Before she finished talking to Bill, she took a chance and she lifted the bottom of the jacket she was wearing and let him see the waistband of the sexy satin thong she'd put on that morning to help her feel especially sexy and desirable.. .some times sleeping…sometimes sitting.Pounded his head in both hands and cried loudly.I got up from my bed and sat by his side…softly asked what’s the matter..sobbingly he narrated the whole story.I told him…we are here to study and not to be indulged in affairs leading to serious consequences.Amit said these all happened because of my extreme inclination towards sex.Sex keeps me steady and energizes my concentration for good result.I am concerned about my mistake but what can I do.I consoled.