She came to my dorm drunk at 3am, fighting with me, calling me a little bitch and pussy, and she began slapping my face. I won’t even get started on...what she was on about. I tried calming her down, but whenever I said anything she just slapped me, or if I tried to stop her from drinking more from her loaded thermos, she pushed me. She said, “I’m going to F*** that professor again. By the way, his cock, is like, way bigger than yours.”I didn’t care to chase her down, I just stood in my doorway. I slowly went near her and seeing me she stood up. I went closer and she was going backward. I grabbed her by her waist and was forcefully hugging her, she was calling out for help. Her mother came inside and closed the door and just stood there watching. Deepika was dumbstruck and she stopped struggling and kept staring at her mother and crying. Meanwhile, I hugged her kissed her and pressed her boobs. She was resisting.I got irritated and tore the tee-shirt she was wearing and then removed. ”“I promise.”“Just to let you know Oliver, I’ve stopped locking my apartment door so if you fancy coming up early one morning you can wake me up by doing that to me.”“I’ll remember that when all my hareem have died of too much sex.”“You’re not a muslim are you Oliver?”“Hell no, they don’t have enough wives for me.”“Nice sense of humour as well as a talented tongue. I’m not surprised that you have the girls queueing up to get photographed naked.”“I wish.”“You’ve got 4 here.”“Yes but you’re only. But this one night….My s****r Kim told me to come over to her house for a card game. As usual, I brought the Hennessey and Chip n Dip. I wore a tight top no bra a short skirt and thong panties. It was hot and when we play cards it get that much more HOTTER. She only invited her boyfriends friends…ALL GUYS. 4 guys and us 2 ladies just enjoying a few games of cards and liquor.ALL the guys was eyeing my breast, including my s****rs boyfriend. I like that anyway. It turns me on. Plus me being tipsy.