Though they forced me to travel, all alone, for an interview in Bangalore, the have taken all the precautions. My dad got a ticket in first class ac. ...e thought it would safer, with the doors for coupe and lesser people. My mom made arrangements for my uncle to pick me up in the morning and take care of me for the next 3 days.My only job was to travel alone in the train. But I wasn’t ready for it. I prayed to God to give me the courage to travel alone. My mom wanted me to wear a kurti for the. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until the smell of a roast and all its trimmings wafted over me, with hints of fresh bread and coffee. The room was warm and lit by the fire, as well as several candles and a few oil lamps. On quick inspection I found a total lack of any modern appliances, or even electric outlets. The stove looked circa 1920. Who in the world lived here? By this time I had gathered enough strength to try to stand, but found that my feet were beginning to ooze blood onto the. My mother left as well, she had a "Date" (It's just a fuck session with a random, trust me). So it was me alone. Around ten at night the door opened and I heard keys hit the hall table. Knowing good and well no one but Rich would be home until tomorrow I smiled. It was definitely him."Welcome home!" I say cheerfully from the kitchen, "How was work?" Well, it was tiring, to be honest." His exhausted voice just barely audible.I walk into the living room and see him trying to wrestle his tie off,. Paul fucked me hard and fast and deep (ha!), he put everything into it, but it was funny, all I could do was giggle because even the size he is he kept dropping out. As I recovered I began to notice my surroundings, Lissa was sucking on Ahmeeds cock for all she was worth and squeezing his balls, it was totally flaccid and she was determined to make it hard again. Ahmeed was just lying there alongside me, exhausted, letting it happen to him. For the first time I noticed that the tribal marks.