Expressions varied from mouth-covered, to fingers pointing (some twisting in mid air) to lip lapping while others took photos. Laura went to warn Sue,...but I held her back. "Let her have her fun. See how wet her pussy is? She's loving the exposure."When she got to the third couple on the sofa, she 'dropped' a napkin. With barely an 'oops', she slowly bent all the way to the floor, legs still straight, and let her dress climb to her waist so all her sweet ass was also exposed. A female hand slid. ’ ‘No,’ I smiled, now relaxed and shaking my head, ‘I didn’t know that.’ ‘I need to tell you something, Bryan,’ she said, ‘I’m going to be your faculty advisor while you’re here.’ ‘Really, that’s good then, yes?’ ‘Well,’ she slyly grinned, ‘That depends.’ ‘On what,’ I uncomfortably asked. After slipping a card into my hand that had writing on it, Laura playfully punched me in the arm and giggled, ‘That card has my address and phone number on it. Be at my house for dinner at seven o’clock this. Never dies." Nona swallowed. "I'm sorry, guys, this ... I'm getting weirded out by this entire thing." Daium opened her eyes, looking at the girl. Nona's shoulders slumped, eyes closing. "I'm sorry."Anthony pushed himself to his feet and walked over. Chuck saw Daium's eyes follow him. Despite her obvious grief, those eyes showed ... an awareness of the situation. A wariness. An intelligence they'd have to get used to quickly. THEY were the intruders, invaders, the ones out of their element.. I often used to wonder, how come the orthodox parents of Divakar allowed Divakar & Sangeeta not to have baby this far.Everything changed one weekend, Sunday. It was a usual sunday, I got up late as usual and was reading newspaper. My parents were gone for a marriage in Madurai (about 430 Kms from Madurai) and they won’t be back till Wednesday. Then I heard the door bell rang and I opened the door. It was Sangeeta standing there in black color saree & blouse. Something was telling me from her.