I want to treat like a whore. Exactly oppositeto what I look in publicBlood was racing in my veins as Iread the contents of Mrs Ali’s diary. I dropp...d it quickly back. Mrs Ali couldcome back anytime. The next day I took Farha to college on my motor bike. Farhawas the younger and limmer version of Mrs Ali. She wore tightest jeans and atighter top which accentuated her curves, outlined her long legs and showed herample cleavage. Her beautiful lips quivered when she said,” Ready,bhaijaan?She sat. He puts on some rap music and pulls me up by the arm and starts grinding his crotch into my ass so i start twerking my ass into his crotch after a couple of songs he then pushes me down and gets in front of me and i unzip his pants and they fall to the ground. i could see the outline of his cock in his underwear so i lean in and give his crotch a nice good kiss and start making out with his crotch for a bit. he than pushes my head away from his crotch so i pull down his underwear and this big. Throughout the city, the usual rustling and bustling of people began to calm as traders and merchants began to close their stalls and people gradually returned home, emptying the many bazaars and squares which was surrounded by grand buildings with ornately decorated facades, and the multitude of temples dedicated to the Gods.To the south of the city was the Royal Palace of the Pharaohs, a huge complex of grand buildings and lush gardens that contrasted with the large expanse of lifeless desert. “Of course, everyone assumed that meant the witch had returned for revenge and he was the first. People were pretty scared for a while, but no more bodies turned up, so things went back to normal. Then ten years later, an identical body was found. This time there was a bloody “2" dripped onto the sheet next to the body.”He stepped aside slightly so the ME could wheel the body out of the cabin. “Every ten years since then, she strikes on Halloween night somewhere back in these swamps. The body.