I had her sign and print her name, tore it out, folded it up, and we went on with the routine.I kept the note with me folded in a specific folder and ...hecked to make sure it was there and read it often for weeks.Then I had finals in three classes on the last day of the school year. One of my former Professors was an old lady who saw me as a bright young student. We'd chat and I told her I was working on a folder of interesting articles and things I wanted to discuss with her. I would only have. "Janice stared at him through the eye holes of the abaya for a long moment, and then started to remove it. The Emir obligingly pulled it off her head and she was once more revealed in her two piece pink satin jacket and skirt she had worn for the wedding. Reluctantly she opened the jacket and he could see the white lace brassière holding her small breasts up to present a cleavage."Six," said the Emir."Six what?" asked Janice."Six strokes of the whip for your disobedience so far. If you continue. He said “of course I will, because I do not just want to just see you, you fat fucking whore.”I started to suck on his cock, and begged him not to grab my tits but I could feel my nipples tingling at the thought of it. I could definitely hear the satisfaction coming from him, when he put the video on. It was a gorgeous blonde with tight office clothes being fucked and pissed on by 2 guys. I pointed out how she had better hair than me, that her tits were a better shape, that her cunt was tighter. Wo 2nd year me thi.mane batya ki me b.tech kar raha hu.sunday ke din wo apne ghar ke baahar baramde me kapare sukha rahi hai.me uske pass jakar baten karne laga,bato hi baton me mene usko prapose kiya to wo muskarai aur boli ye sadb apse sunane ke liye kabse bekarar thi.aur usne mujhse kaha”i love you too” fir kya hum dono ka affair shuru ho gaya. Ek din mere ghar me koi nahi tha tab mane uski maa ko bola aunty shaam ko kanchan ko mere ghar bhej dijiyega wo boli kyon tab mane kaha ghar me koi.