.think nothing of it” I waved my hand in a gesture of dismissal. After mopping and drying our bodies, I saw her draining the water out of the tub.�...You know, Jai, I wish to keep the water with the rose petals and your cum to remain as it is to show it to my friend. I know she would go crazy and drink the water”Hahaha… I laughed.As she saw me collecting my clothes and wearing them, she asked “Jai, won’t you like to sleep with me tonight?”“Thank you dear. But I need to go” I aid. I saw the. We think of it as a group marriage with one husband and six wives,” I said.Jayne sneered at me and said, “You want me to believe you fuck five teenage girls and that Clarice Jones is one of them?”“It’s up to you what you choose to believe Jayne. Your belief or disbelief doesn’t change reality one tiny bit, so your ploy to take control of a situation you don’t like and get me into a reactive mode to prove all the girls, including Clarice, are indeed my lovers, won’t work.”Jayne looked at me. I don't know why it was so big. I began stroking it up and down, and he pulled my other hand down, letting my dress fall forward, and my breasts hanging loose. He began squeezing them again, and alternating sucking on my nipple and my lips. Then he stepped out of his pants, put an arm around my waist and moved me back, and then with another hand on my shoulder, sat me back on the bed. He slid knee in between my legs, spreading them apart and stepped between them. With both fists. When I motioned for him to come in, he didn’t and disappeared sharpish back next door. I peered outside but couldn’t see anything other than the silver smudge, ignoring it (praying for it to disappear clearly hadn’t worked), I turned to back to go in the class when a poster caught my eye. It was a confession note to the caretaker, declaring my stupidity for not putting newspaper down when spray-painting and it had been signed by me! Our caretaker, not being known for his love of work, would.