I am working for my dream company here and write erotica for passion. I am fit and athletic, and bearded!About 6 months ago, I was going through some ...f the emails I received. I found one particularly interesting. It was from a girl named Maanika and she was basically from Dehradun but living in Delhi. She had described how she liked my storytelling and my naughty approach tease a woman. I got to chatting with her and found that she was preparing for her UPSC exams and was living in Karol Bagh.. BothTinker and Bell did not want this intimate contact with another male andof course Helen knew this but because Helen asked them to touch theytouched.Both boys worried about what she might ask them to do later on. Tinkerwas worried anytime there was another man around Helen even if that manwas in chastity also. Helen's age was unknown to Tinker. She was in factin her fifties, had black hair with flecks of grey, tall at five feetten inches in flats, wore Jewelry with minimal make up. Helen. “I will ask you once again Xochipilli, would you prefer to die at the point of my spear or in combat?” “Combat!” shouted Xochipilli defiantly. He could see his fate was doomed, but he had other tricks up his sleeve. Hidden around the perimeter of the garrison were his other paid agents. Each armed with bows and poisoned arrows. With a little luck, this fight would be over before the first blow was landed.“My people, the trial would not be fair if Xochipilli and his warriors were to meet in. I'll leave it up to another student to assist you. I am sorry to cause you such trouble." I bowed, turned and jogged off to the track to complete the rest of the laps. I was alone in this, as they had all gathered around sensei and looked like they were talking amongst themselves and with her. I ignored them for the rest of the jog. I finished the final lap and headed off to the change room. I almost made it back to the room without anyone noticing me, but as it turned out there was a small.