Was he back ? Was it a thief ? Was it Tchéka ?It was only a girl, a dirty thing wrapped in a brown leather coat. She was nonchalantly laid, on the co...ossal half-circle sofa that stood in front of that wall that was a window. She had long blond hair, spreading orderless over the white cloth, and endless legs she left to rest on a bulgy leather bag. Not just a poor street wench. In her Louise saw something languished, elegant even. She was reading, indifferent it seemed to the ferocious dark rain. So i gave her my contact number and told her to give me a call if she is willing for counseling as i am having a friend doctor who can help her.She took my number and went home with medicines i gave her. The next evening around 8 pm i got a miss call from some anonymous number and i called back.I was fully shocked to hear a female sound.It was Sruthi.I could make out some tensions in her sound.She asked me if any one was near me.I told her that I am alone in my room and we started to talk.In. Next day jab woh room main chai dene aayi to mene apne pent ki zip open rakhi thi aur mera lund bahar tha woh dekhkar woh haskar muze uthaya main jaag hi raha tha uske baad usne kaha ke main haath lagou maine kaha ha aur woh usne mera lund jor se pakad liya itna jor se ke maine aah kar diya aur woh chali gayi maine us din baad main uske ball bahut dabaye aur woh bahut hi maja le rahi thi main usko chodne ka bahut try kiya lekin joined family ke wajah se woh mere paas nahi aa saki aur baad main. Martha, who was an arch jade, and being used to this decoy, had her cue perfect, made me a kind of half curtsy, and asked me to walk up with her, and accordingly shew'd me a neat room two pair of stairs backwards, in which there was a handsome bed, where Martha told me I was to lay with a young gentlewoman, a cousin of my mistress's, who she was sure would be vastly good to me: then she ran out into such affected encomiums on her good mistress! her sweet mistress! and how happy I was to light.