She didn’t enjoy the height advantage that many of her well-heeled classmates enjoyed, she was just a hair over five-five. At the moment with beer a...d assorted fruit concoctions staining her somewhat formless uniform, beads of sweat breaking out on her makeup-free face and support hose and running shoes adorning her legs and feet, she was not looking or feeling ‘babe-like’. The bar crowd had thinned somewhat, this place was a jumping off point and many had drifted off to private parties or. If I was lucky, their would even be 100+ mens to cum on me in only a few hours. I couldn't wait anymore.Quick look at the clock, 13h56, only 4 more minutes until the first men is supposed to get in. I start to be a bit nervous. 13h58, I realise that their will not be only one men comming, he sheduled 10 mens every 30 minutes without counting thoses that I have contacted so their will be a minimum of 11 mens at the same time. I hear a noise, I look up, the first one is there.He greet us and. "I'll have a glass of white wine love." Right you are," he nodded and attracted the attention of the Australian behind the bar. "A pint of bitter and a glass of white wine please."Marie liked what she saw and as the boy was busy ordering the drinks she smiled at the girl and deliberately knocked her arm as she reached for her bag."Excuse et Moi," she apologised affecting a slightly more French accent and was surprised when the girl replied with a smile in flawless French."Non Madame, it's my. Kota was perhaps the best option. Largest coaching hub of India, filled with nerds (I thought till then; my big mistake!) and with single-room hostel facility. Here, I could rid of my family as well as the boys!I was satisfied, if not very happy! I had enrolled in for Pre-Medical coaching in the country’s Premier Institute and had decided to live in a boy’s hostel. I had chosen a small hostel for safety reasons, I had to protect my new 32D babies after all.The coaching center was a nice one.