.what are you doing?" My dad asked me."Nothing dad...just came back from college a while ago, took a shower and now I am relaxing." I replied."Hmmm......Your mother and I have just landed at Jabalpur and now we are going to board the bus to our village." He said."Ohh...how was the flight." I asked."It was alright...it shook when we took off...and shook again when we landed...and in between I didn't even feel I was moving." He replied. My dad had a very dry, sarcastic sense of humor. Some would. I could sense the reluctance in her body language and facial expressions.“Amber. Hold all my calls. I do not want to be disturbed under any circumstances. Do I make myself clear?” Gina spoke through her intercom.“Yes, Miss Gina,” Amber replied backGina leaned over to disconnect the call and I stepped over towards her. When she stood up, my hand slowly moved her hair away from the back of her neck and I leaned over to gently kiss it. My other hand wrapped around her waist, drawing her closer to. Suddenly Bob broke that uneasy silence with the most innocent of questions; "How was your day, babes; get up to anything good?" he asked.Instantly Janice became defensive wondering if her husband could possibly have know of her phone call to Pamela and later of her spending over an hour in the shower masturbating; God even the thought of the word masturbating had her cunt jumping and turning over. Janice was more convinced than ever that she was going mad or at the very least turning into a. ..”“SIMPSON!”The rugby master had seen me talking and had got annoyed I wasn’t already on the field. Talulah gave me a wry, amused, look. “Sorry,” I muttered to her and dashed off.Mr Miley growled at me. “Stop chatting up the girls Simpson, this is not a pickup joint, this is a place of learning.”“Hence playing rugby in the cold and the rain,” came a murmured, anonymous voice. Everyone chuckled, though most tried not to. It was a male voice, but I didn’t know whose.“Who said that?” Demanded Mr.