. Ok... Yeah... I love you too... Night"Janet ended the call and threw the phone on the floor. She raised her arms putting both her palms on the windo... and began to yell, "Do you see him? My husband is just right fucking down over there. Fuck me. Oh I love your fucking cock. Fuck me. Give me it. Give me what my husband won't. This is your pussy now. Oh God you have an amazing cock". Janet's knees began to give way, and I knew she couldn't keep going in this position any longer. I pinched her. She looks like actress Anushka Sharma.She had many boyfriends in her past but none could ever get on her yet. She had just completed her M.Sc. Degree n was doing a job as a teacher in a CBSE school.Well…. the story begins…She broke with her BF and was desperate to get a new BF. She was a virgin. But she was a gal who was fond of Rich ‘n handsome Boys. Recently she joined a new coaching class for preparing for Bank Selection Exams. The coaching center was in the district under which the town. " "Right. As if that's possible," Trixie says. I shrug. "It's not like I can help it, Trix. She's all by herself over there. She shouldn't even be working at her age but she can't afford not to after everything that's happened." "Yeah, I know," she nods solemnly. She pauses for a bit, as if she's in deep thought, then asks, "Did you ask Larry for a raise?" I sigh as I adjust myself in my chair. "No. It's only been a couple of months since he gave me my last one. I'd asked him for an advance. When I got back I took the magazines and other items to my ‘home’ to divvy up. The fabric I folded neatly and placed in a paper bag I had cut down to function as wrapping paper, then taped it closed. The work gloves got a similar treatment. The remaining gloves and others were for me. I carried the gifts I had made to the house, entering as quietly as possible for a 300 pound man, I laid them on the table and left. Not yet supper time, I walked back to the barn and decided to enjoy a cold soda.