”“No,” she said firmly.“OK. That’s the last time I’ll ask you to do that. Is there anything else you need?”“Just my stuff. But I’ll ...ave my old roommate bring it over. I’ll call her this afternoon.”I hugged Michelle and headed to the office. There was a pile of papers in my ‘In’ box and a bunch of messages to return. I worked thorough as much as I could before it was time to walk with Kara to the hospital.“How is she?” Kara asked.“I believe Bethany would call it shock; emotional trauma more. And as expected, he made me pregnant.I said everything to my mother who advised me to give birth to this child. After my pregnancy was confirmed by doctor I purposefully estranged from Babu for a couple of months until the child was born. Thereafter, I again reconciled with Babu, on pretext of our music-career, and this time I joined him as his ‘partner’ in music direction.Then oneday, in a music-sitting with a new music-Producer, I allowed that middle-aged Producer to take full liberty with me. “Excuse me, but aren’t you Sally DeKampe?” asked Gaffey as he looked at Sally. “Do I know you?” Sally asked as she looked up and then continued to look at the handsome stranger. “No, you don’t Miss DeKampe, but our parents are friends.” Mathew offered his hand, “I am Matt Gaffey.” “I don’t recall the name, I am sorry.” Sally started to turn away and then turned back to Mathew and said, “I am sorry.” She shook his hand. “I know your parents are out of the country right now and my parents said to. My relentless fingers tease your clit while my hard prick feverishly fills your greedy pussy.This pushes you towards another orgasm. You spasm around my length. I pinch your clit firmly between my fingers, sending you flying over the edge. You moan loudly into the mattress, your body rigid as your heart stops momentarily. Your cum dribbles down your thighs, wetting the lacy tops of the black stockings and smothering my dick. Removing my hand from your clit, I withdraw my shaft from your wetness.