We were wet and the chilly weather outside and gal beside me. I was nervous and at the same time exited. I observed her curves with one edge of eye, b...t didn’t dared to do anything more. Before we reached back in town, we exchanged our contact numbers. I guess this was the turning point. Further, we started to send forward messages, jokes and all.After couple of weeks i was in need of trip pics, when enquired with my group they told me to collect it from Jaanu. I was utter happy n called her up. But the body felt different. Not different as Cutie's body had -- that was because they were only slightly different, but all the parts were more or less in the same places -- this was different because the body was much too tall, and the muscles too hard, and the penis was stiff. Her hand was stroking a hard penis that was attached between her legs. Her voice was deep, and it was moaning. "Janelle, I love you. Why did you have to die?"The voice belonged to Bob, Janelle's boyfriend. She felt. They had already paid up front for the uni and were struggling with their mortgage. They were at the point where they were in serious danger of having the house repossessed. A woman whom she knew suggested calling another woman who may be able to help and added that she would help if you didn't mind what you have to do. She contacted the woman who invited her to talk about it. She visited the woman who lived on a depressing housing estate, and the woman explained that there was always a way for. From the dark smoky alcohol filled air that affects my eyes, nose, and lungs. To the beat of the music which I feel throbbing in my pussy. To the whine of the guitar which threatens to tear out my soul. I look around and find him in the corner. I head to the bar and get two shots, vodka straight up. The liquid fire sliding down my throat is a reminder of the fire I’ll be feeling between my lower lips in a few minutes. I order a third vodka, on the rocks. I turn to survey the bar again, leaving.