In the purse was a box of makeups, mascara, lip-gloss on the pencil-eyesand an hair comb a small hair brush.In front of the mirror while my mom repass...d her lipstick I went over mylip gloss. It was awful!I felt as if hypnotized and resigned to this farce, but at least thishorrible day was about to end.We had just left the table of the pizzeria when I fell down a towel onthe floor. I bent down to pick it up in the way that Monica had taught mepressing my legs together, and bending my knees to. (No I’m ok, don’t tell this to your mother, she may kick me out.)Me: Are esa kuch nahi hoga, ruko. (No such thing will happen.)She held my hand and stopped me. She had a strong grip and I almost fell as the floor was wet. I was standing close to her and could feel the heat from her body. She tried to balance me and my one hand touched her breasts. They were firm as a sponge ball, but just much bigger than those. She let out a gentle moan.Me: Oh so sorry.Aarti: (smiling) Koi baat nahi bhaiya.. “You must be punished. All bitches must be punished. I do not want anything to do with you. But my faithful friend here, he wants you.” Det. Lawrence gasped for breath as she realized what the man intended for her, “No...No please no.” The man hit her in the side, and she double over in pain. The man then grabbed the back of her neck and forced her to her hands and knees then roughly turned her to face him again. Her bare ass was now facing the dog, her pussy lips showing between her. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for Christmas Eve starting at one o’clock. As with every year our managers had a problem. The office had to appear to be operational right up to the last hour even though everybody would be at the.
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