I directly went to the library to focus on my projects. After sometime comes the heroine of my story – Poonam.Poonam was a slim Marathi girl 5’5�... height, fair, and with assets 34B-26-32. She always greets me with a smile. She came to me to help her in Engineering Graphics. Who would say NO to that, I readily agreed.I still remember she was wearing a red top with black jeans and black sandals. The lip gloss was adding to the beauty. She had tied up her hairs and one curl was hanging which she. The sheerness emphasized my nipples. I slipped on the jacket, and it covered enough but did show openness to my belly. Two breasts hinted at what was below the jacket. Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked like a high-class call girl from toe to pixie cut (Eddie's idea). I said to myself, "Mr. Blose, I hope you can handle this." I am sure he could because the roomer was he had fucked half of his female staff. Everybody gets ahead someway.Wouldn't you know it, Eddie wanted to take me. "I'm sorry, sir, I haven't finished my homework." There was an essay due on Romeo and Juliet. "I read it but it started to make me feel all strange between my legs. I couldn't concentrate on my homework, I had just had to give myself a good rubbing as soon as I got back to my bedroom." What would your mother say about that, I wonder?"."She would spank me, sir. She always does when I am naughty. Maybe you could spank me and then we wouldn't have to tell mummy anything about this."It was so. Setting a portable pot a few feet from Jennifer and bringing the garden hose over, Jason told Jennifer when he got back he expected the place to be spotless and all of Cynthia’s body parts put into the heavy duty trash bags he now gave her. Before leaving for his errands, Jason motioned to a small table with a bottle of water and a sandwich and told Jennifer it was for her and the pot was for her to use if she needed.The room was clean when Jason returned and the trash bags closed tightly so.