She was almost a nobody and basically saw herself as a nonentity. With her father long out of the picture and her mother and siblings having their own...needs and struggles by the time she was 18 she found herself pushed out of the family. As a result she soon found herself in a large city close to home and on her own. Things were tough when she got there and after a couple of weeks of trying to find any means of supporting herself only to find more and more disappointment she encountered. And I am a regular ISS reader. Dis is ma 1st story so sory fr ny miskakes.Yeh story abi thode tym pehle ki hi hai. Mai college mai IT ka student hu so ek din college canteen mein baithe baithe mjhe call aaya, maine call recieve kiya toh woh ek wrong number tha, ek bahot hi sexy lladki ki awaz thi. Maine zyada kuch socha nai aur main class attend karne chala gya. Clas s nikalne k baad mjhe phr usi numbr s cal aaya maine call recieve kiye toh uss ladki ne apna introduction diya, uska naam payal. There is no evidence of any of the other trauma. No bruising, no soft tissue damage and none of the internal bruising that should have been evident."You'll both be happy to know that Mrs. Whitestone is in excellent shape. Better than excellent, actually."This was the sort of thing that Ken had worried about. One of them getting hurt, healing at an accelerated rate, and some nosy official finding out about it. Dr. Levy paused in case Ken or Jane wanted to say anything. They remained. He pulls the sheet up over his chest, trying to calm what by now is well beyond his usual morning erection.A dark-haired woman in a maid's cap pokes her head into the room. She looks at him and seems startled. "Housekeeping, sir. I can come back later." He shakes his head, beckoning her forward with a careless wave of his hand. He considers reaching for the bathrobe on the back of the door, but it is too far and his cock is still hard, so he gives the idea up. The woman enters, looking at him.