Right but we can communicate with her directly. You think she’s going to take our word over her sons”? They both paused, “Luther there is anothe... alternative, like what? Meet her for lunch tell her what he did what we want to do, above all we convince her we don’t want to lose her”.“Gary let’s text her ask her to have a quick lunch with us tomorrow, tell her everything show her the video then let the chips fall where they will”.Gary sent her a text with in five minutes she accepted she told. This I learnt as I lived there in his house and enjoyed all the money and bodily benefits from the Bi but mostly gay bottom Professor. I very vividly remember, VC was married to an Indian woman, named Suraya Dhawan. They would always call each other VC and SD. It was a warm day, when I came back from college. VC was not seen in college since morning. Maye it was not his day to be at Rockland College. Anyway, when I came home, I met Suraya. She introduced herself as his wife. I had heard about. But my smile quickly turned to pain when she bared her teethe and bit down on the head of my cock.She got up, verbally chastised me, before spitting in my face. Then she had my wife hand her a leather slapper before telling my wife to sit down and watch. My key holder scolded me, telling me I was a bad boy. Then she turned and asked my wife, what happens to bad boys. They get punished my wife replied.Even your wife agrees my key holder told me. Then she chastised me as she began slapping my. ”“You’ve got to be fucking kidding, “ I answered in amazement.“No…wait until you see inside,“ and with that he left the car, swung open the garage doors then drove the car inside.In the headlights I could make out a door set in the back wall. Brian pulled the garage doors too then uttered “Come on then,” as he made his way towards this inner door. Having crossed its threshold I was utterly amazed for we now stood in an area which could only be described as a typical ‘Bed-sit’.“I’ll be.