Then she looked up at the junior high. I had a feeling she was trying to guess which one of the memories from this place I was trying to re-enact. To ...er luck, she was soon to find out. She opened the doors and entered the school, which was illuminated by battery powered candles traveling down the hallway. At this point I didn’t have any video cameras, but I knew she was coming close to the next one, which was right where a gorgeous strapless white dress stood on a hangar with a note that said. “I like it when you call me professor. I can teach you so much...my little peach.” He said this as he ran his tongue down my ear and neck stopping right above my chest. My body bloomed onto fire. His hands went back to my waist as he pushed me back and attacked my neck with his mouth. I moaned and felt my legs get weak from his ministrations. My body was on fire and the feelings running through it was pure desire. One of his hands slid down my hip and once again started pulling up the bottom of. Besides, I hoped to spend the bulk of my time with you if possible, so I wasn't going to waste it any more than necessary."And I can hear the next question before you can ask, though it hurts like hell to have to admit it: Yes, I have to be back on the road in the morning. By the amount of time it took to get here, and figuring it'll take roughly as long to get back, I can't stay longer. I wish I could, it's beautiful here, and more than anything, I wish I could have the prettiest tour guide. It’s Mrs”, she said proudly. “I am Savita, Ashok’s wife and here to give him freshly cooked home food”.Mr. Batra stood speechless for a second but being a woman’s man, he corrected his posture and said: “Ah Ashok is busy with a project but since it’s dinner…”“Geeta”, he called. “Go and tell Ashok his wife is here.”“Sure”, the lady replied annoyingly.“Come with me”, Mr. Batra started walking towards his office. “You can wait in my office.”The office was marvelous. Savita stood in awe admiring.