. what the Hell... Fur... The third strange feeling was something I hadn't felt in over 10 years. Not since my prostate cancer... I had a hard on. The... I felt something furry wrapped around my hard on. I felt heels sliding up and down my legs I realized the heels was walking my underwear down my legs. That delightful odor was coming from inside my sleeping bag. I felt the furry thing that was wrapped around my 7” miracle and was drawing it toward that pleasant odor. The instant the head reached. She nodded again, got up, walked over to me and kissed me, holding one hand to my face, and the hand she used to masturbate to my crotch, it still warm and wet.She whispered, “Seven o’ clock.”I was there. I wore a black suit and tie, with a white shirt, black shoes, and even a rose.I was at my table about 6:55 and she came a little bit late, but that’s fine.She came in stunningly. She was wearing a red dress and had red gloves on.The dress fitted nicely to her body, and pushed her breasts firm. I am sorry, but I have a class in twenty minutes. If there are no other questions?"He wasn't happy, but presumably wasn't willing to harass the "hero". I didn't make any threats, but decided if they continued to press I would get Clara involved. The publicity would look pretty ugly: the police who couldn't catch the rapists was now harassing the hero who did and got injured for it.As it happened, I didn't need to get lawyers and reporters involved, as the police gave up on digging into the. We slept early on the 1st night as both of us were tired, and also Shreya had her interview the next day.Next day when I came back from office, I got a good news that Shreya had cracked the interview and they would be giving her an offer letter soon, so she planned to not go for other interviews, as she had already cracked her dream company. We both were happy, so I texted her while sitting on the dinning table, if she would like to have some whiskey to celebrate her day. My parents should not.