She told me that Becca was virtually penniless, and was relying on help from her family in England. She also told me that she often asked about me whe... they talked on the telephone. She said she remembered how helpful I had been when she was a student with me.Her friend must had written to her and suggested that while I was teaching in Nagpur that I should stay with her, as she knew me, and the money I would pay her for lodging with her would help her financially. I got a message the day before. “Caesar knows what it is” I thank the guys. I am now drawn into their group, I play a few games of pool with them, flirting a little, bending over when I take my shot, my dress riding up my thighs, flashing my ass cheeks, the guys try to stand behind me hoping for a peek. The guys say that as it’s my birthday that we should all go on somewhere to celebrate properly, I ask “where” The guys smile and say “to a little party, just for you” This sounds. My slut reached into the urinal and got that 10 dollars. Bena needed 5 minutes to recover after that heavy punch. But she arranged herself perfektly again and went to the parking lot again. It didnt take long time when another car stopped next to her. She had to lift her latex skirt in front of the guys car. He hooted. Everbody looked in his direction and they all saw benaslut lifting her skirt. She blushed imediatly. She had to get in the car and they left this place. I had to run to my car to. I waited till we got back to my place, I set her up in one of my special rooms (one that has hidden cams and mic.’s in it) through a series of questions I found out she was never sexually abused, just knocked around by one of her drunken parents. I knew I wanted her right from the go, but I knew not push anything. I treated her with the same respect, I gave Jen. Since she moved in we were back to wearing clothes around the house, and I got a lot less sex.I would sometimes monitor Sarah in her.