My eyes were clearly near crying. “What’s wrong ?” Jack asked, trying to comfort. He held me in his arms, closing the door behind us as we enter...d his apartment. I looked up at him, his worried eyes. “What’s wrong?” He repeated. At that I uncontrollably broke into tears, collapsing into him. He held me up and moved us gently to the couch. I sobbed into his chest, as he held me. After I cried for a few minutes I had enough control to attempt to speak. “I thought…I love Sam, but …but Sam won’t. The disciplinary sessions became even more frequent and tough.Now the cooking classes started concentrating on specialties. I had to master myself in all the dishes that were Sunita mam’s favorite. The dance classes became longer. All of my lady teachers also started testing me at frequent intervals. I was punished severely if any sort of unsatisfactory response was there and my report card was marked as well. Monika mam utilized that card very well. A single red mark in my report card was not. I had no other option but to reciprocate.He literally fed on my mouth and tongue, his other hand started to squeeze my boobs. The experience was out of the world for me as, for the first time in my life, I was making out in the movies.When we broke our lip lock, Joy rasped out, “Oh Sonali, you are looking so sexy in your jeans and t-shirt, have been waiting to get my hands on you.” I unfastened the bra so that he could have ease of access to my boobs.We engaged in a fierce bout of tongue and. About 12:30, Carrie came through the door. I stood up and looked at her. My jaw must have hit the floor. There stood a completely different woman, that left earlier. She had cut her hair. It was much shorted now, off of her shoulder and sculpted, with blond highlights throughout it. She look amazing.“Pick your jaw up Jarhead. I just got my hair done is all.” she said, then chuckled.“Oh My Carrie. You look absolutely amazing like this. I didn’t think you could be more beautiful than what you.