Guys inthe dorm were strictly verboten! Her family were very wealthy Indian business tycoons,and sending her to a girl’s college was meant to ke...pher a virgin until she was ready to marry the boy thathad been chosen for her. This was still done amongwealthy Indians, and Anarkali actually had no problemwith it. She knew the boy well, and felt that it wouldbe a pretty good marriage. The pre arranged finality ofour relationship added to the over the top wildness ofour lovemaking. In the. ”“Then let me talk to her.”Moments later he heard his long-time friend say, “Jason, what in the hell is going on here. I find Maria living in this beautiful and expensive ranch house and she’s the co-wife of a dead murderer. How did you let her get in this predicament?”“Consuela, slow down. Do you trust me?”“Of course I do.”“Then listen to me a moment and I’ll elaborate more when I get home. In the meantime, just accept the following: first, the boy is innocent and was framed. Second, He saved. She stepped into the warm spray and groaned at the sensual brush of water over her sensitized breasts and abdomen. Her fingers slipped over her mound and she moaned at the tactile response of her cunt as it filled with ever more moisture thinking of how her daddy had fucked her so hard and so deep. Her fingers slipped between the puffed petals of her labia and she knew he was right; she was now a woman, his woman, his slave if he wanted her to be. Pushing her fingers in far enough to feel the. " "I'll have the bags sent up. You girls freshen up and lunch is at 12:00 sharp. I'll see you then."Fay and Miss Devens arrived for lunch in more casual attire. Perhaps I had better describe them; at least superficially. Fay is 14 years old. She is tall for her age, slim and quite pretty if I do say so myself. Naturally curly blond hair surrounds her perfect oval face. Her pouty little lips are light red and require no makeup and her eyes are dark blue. An altogether nice package. Mrs. Devens.