This was the Face he wanted to wear… not the plastic professional, utterly emotionless, position perfect façade he wore at work… and nearly alway.... With casual ease he re-lit the stub of his joint, focusing every Thought on that one action. To others it would be nothing more than the actions of an addict. For Henry… it was the one Moment when the Child’s face wasn’t somewhere in his Thoughts. So she didn’t struggle when he sauntered over to her. She didn’t recoil… even though the fresh. “that is my friend”Sometime later, he decided to make the next step. By now, shiroo and sandhu were closer friends and one could call another even without a proper reason to talk about. It was almost like a dating but he still did not go that far. He taught her in the Wijay hall only. But one day,His mobile rang and it was her. He ignored and called her back. Yeah, that was how she liked it.“salaam shiroo, what is up?”“wa salaam sandhu, eh, well…”Just like always she had nothing special to. Then One day I strictly scolded her and told her that enough of bullshitting. I also told her that I will not anymore help her as it’s already been 2 months she joined and she is not even trying to concentrate and learn but just depending upon me. She felt bad and took tears in her eyes. It was 8 PM and everyone left in the office. Her fingers were shivering as she typed the keys. Then I felt bad and slowly touched her shivering fingers with my hand just to give her support. But the message. But that had been her secret weapon. He was so lost in the sensations between her lips that she’d been able to time the move to perfection. Deep throating him at that exact moment had been just enough to distract him. But even now, having gained the upper hand, she knew it wasn’t over. Not the way her body was now feeling. The arousal pounding through her veins was so intense she just wanted to scream out her frustration. As soon as she had him secured, tied up against her bedpost, she’d get.