Later, Disha came out. I looked at Disha and I was stunned. She was wearing a tank top above her belly and a tight short below. She saw me and instant...y hug me.Disha: Hey, I am seeing you after such a long time.I grabbed the opportunity and hugged her back tight, pressing her boobs on my chest. Disha and I were also cozy at one point during our school days just for fun. She knew that I flirted with her a lot and she used to love that.Disha: Come in.Disha took my hand and we both walked in. We. ” I said, “Every adult person has to do this, even you will be doing this later, so better to learn now.”I said, “This is what I do with your mom also.” When I said this, then she started watching it further. That day she saw different types of porn for 3-4 hours. I didn’t touch her or said anything. I just wanted to give her comfort feel. Then she left for the day.Next day morning she came for cleaning work. She told me that her mom thanked me for giving money for medicine. She asked me. No, please!" she cried, as a shadow entered the scene. She burst into tears "No, please I don't want to," as her chair began to back away from the desk. She looked so innocent, and helpless. Her mascara visibly running down her cheeks, leaving a trail of black makeup. A man entered the shot, and pulled her to her knees. The microphone clipped to her shirt picked up the distinct sound of a zipper. The man's pants fell to the floor revealing his backside, as he grabbed the young woman by the hair. I knocked on the door, feeling that she'd be able to hear my heart pounding through it.3. An Ideal Temperature"Hi, Michelle!" said Hannah. "Glad you could make it. Nice dress - you going out somewhere later?"First mistake."Umm, nice perfume, are you meeting someone?"Second mistake.Oh well, I hoped there weren't any more as I stood there and stammered a reply."N-no, I simply like dressing up when I can."One of the lamest excuses I'd ever heard *myself*, but I was too nervous to think of anything.