"Cynthia nodded her head. "I knew she would, she always does," she informed me, turning to face the railing looking out into the darkness as she stood...next to me. I turned, likewise looking out taking another drag on my cigarette. "Would you like to?" She now asked without looking at me. "I saw ... saw you looking at her, watching her while she played with herself, while you ... while you stroked your cock." I know, and yes ... under different circumstances, I would. I won't lie to you Cynthia.. If you can talk to the warden of the girls hostel she might help us.George: Fahad u get inside your room right now otherwise i will have to write a letter to the principal that you were out at this environment filled with riots and diorder.Fahad: But what about jasmine ? She is new here.George: Do as I say if you want my help.Fahad: ok just help jasmine out.Fahad left her with George.George:hi Jasmine how do you do ?Jasmine: I am nice !George: oh yes of course you are. I can help you out.. “I would just like to point out that I am not one of your employees-to-be,” I said, hands covering my privates and feigning indignation.Emma took a step toward me and knocked my hands away from my crotch. She cupped my balls in her palm and squeezed them just firmly enough to make the point. She looked me directly in the eyes when she spoke.“And yet,” she said, “here you are standing naked in front of me anyway. What does that say about you?”I gulped and thought quickly.“Uh, I guess it says. After all these years.' 'Tell him to go fuck himself.' 'He won't mess you around. Give him another chance.' 'Why are you so keen for me to do that? It's not some nasty little plot cooked up by you both to get a laugh at my expense?' 'No way! He's a great guy. One of the best. He wants a tgirl in his life and is only interested in you. Just give him another chance. He's a great looking guy too though don't tell him I said that.' 'I'm not telling him anything. Hell can freeze over before I meet.