She made good money by fucking my rich friend frequently. She went with him always even though he wasn’t as good as me. I was acting decent in the c...llege and nobody knew I was this type. She started blackmailing me to fuck her and give 500 rs.I told her that u can tell anyone u want as nobody would believe me of she told someone. Actually, she was dying to have sex with me. But wasn’t able to tell. One fine day, she told me about it and I agreed and told her to come to my home as no one will. Otherwise there was silence. Even the dual carriageway to the West was silent. So were they. Richard was rejoicing quietly that the Jays had accepted the story he had told them although he suspected that Jenny might well have clicked on the full truth of his relationship with Sharon but he also knew she would never hold that against him. She might just wonder how Deborah and Sharon were going to cope now.Deborah was having similar thoughts. Although she did not know Jenny as well as Richard she. His finger tips circled around my belly button a few times then I could feel the left side of my shirt being slowly peeled away. It was pulled all the way out, slowly, and rested on my arm until I was lying there with one breast fully exposed.The hand in my hair didn’t stop massaging as the other traced slowly up my side. A couple fingers brushed the side of my naked breast and went right on up to my shoulder. Then back down again tickling my breast and my hips jerked suddenly. With one. “I didn’t understand why he had gone, or why everyone was calling him worse than shite. He was my daddy and I loved him - I went off the rails – rebelled against everything, stopped going to the Mosque, started drinking, running around with bad lads, started getting my tattoos. Riding in stolen cars. Gettin in trouble with the police.”A picture of a very happy Jazmine, now 21, wearing a tiny bikini and a big smile, on the shoulders of her father in a swimming pool. He still looks distinctive,.