My little outburst had let off some of the pressure I guessed. "I don't understand," James whined, giving me a wide-eyed look of confusion that filled...me with pity. "A dumb blonde," I gestured at James, "A fiery redhead," another gesture down at myself. "And you... a stereotypical guy." Carol looked as if she was about to argue, but she didn't. From the look on her face, she obviously realized that I was right. Like it or not... we were becoming stereotypes. After a long minute, I finally. But I resisted all of them. It wasn't that I was against having friends; but for now at least, I really just wanted to focus on the job and have a little more time for self-reflection. Falling in with a crew that included the least popular person in the program was just ... convenient.At least I wasn't worried about him hitting on me. Aaron was an unrepentant letch, but other than staring at my ass a few times, he respected my wishes to be left alone. Nick didn't even stare. He was so far gone. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki meri kismat ka taala khulne wala hai yaha.Main: Kya matlab hai tumhara?Ranga: Matlab main ache se jaanta hu, ki tu kitni badi chudakkad hai. Aur hamara Principal tujhe ache se chodta hai.Main: Haa to? Tujhe kya hai. Tu bas ek peon hai to apni aukaat mein reh.Ranga: Aukat! To ab tu batayegi mujhe meri aukat. Usse pehle main tujhe teri aukaat batata hu.Ye bolte hue Ranga ne apna lund baahar nikaal liya. Uska lund dekhte hi Main pighal gayi aur mujhe uski aur Preeti ki. I paused, buried in her shivering quim as her orgasm rolled on like a tidal bore, and then began again, bringing her with me in time, until I pumped out my relief with her legs wrapped about me and only her shoulders and curly head on the mattress.Then we kissed and I held her while she trembled and sobbed, still partially impaled. "That thing's big as my forearm," she said after a while."Um," I said, feeling the skin crawl about my stones as I licked at her breasts."Would you like to try my.