What I meant to say was, out of politeness, that he doesn't have to leave. What actually came out of my mouth was more like begging him to stay. I am...ready to correct myself but the two of them share a glance, and I see Gabriel closing the door behind him from the inside. For a brief nanosecond panic flushes over me; just to give way to the revelation, that I am probably the luckiest girl in the universe. Gabriel looks at me with his blue, flirty eyes:"Then just continue where you left it.". She asked me and I was shocked to hear that.I took courage and told her that maid was unconscious in bathroom a few days back and doctor gave her treatment , she might have removed it.I found it out later and kept in cupboard.Immediately mom called ot maid and asked her about it. Even she was shocked seeing her panty. She told it’s her underwear and she fell unconscious in bathroom.Then I went away. At night when my mom came for her massage at night, as usual I went to kiss her… but she stopped. The sun was only reaching parts of the canopies of the trees, and dew was still hanging on the leaves. I knocked on the door, and after a few moments Zerzinski answered it himself. ‘Come on in. I was just steaming milk.’ I followed him back inside, after removing my shoes. I could hear the sputtering of an espresso machine primed for some milk-steaming. And then the familiar sound of a beaker of milk being steamed. I walked toward the sound, and saw Zerzinski in his kitchen. ‘Mariko’s not. The boys would use this toy to bring themselves off, hands free. The boy who lasts the longest would be the winner. He would receive the cash and pick the girl he wanted to bed for the night. As before, the remaining boys would pick lots for the girls. I knew by telling the girls and boys different things this could go very wrong. So I spoke to my best mate (Ed – firm 6 ft 2 with a muscular body and a dick to match – we play sports together and therefore shower together) and asked if he would.