I am 23, from Kolkata. I am still studying and working as a freelancer. I am 6 ft, chubby with a 5.5-inch dick. You can get in touch with me at I am ... dedicated reader of ISS and this is my second attempt at writing a story.I was in college when this happened. Everyday I had to travel 40 minutes on a really crowded bus.I couldn’t help but notice her curves every time she got up on the bus. We rode the same bus every now and then, when I was lucky enough. She must be working in one of the IT. .. Well. it did not really matter. He told her that he would get some fast food on a break and not to wait up. She was crushed. She had a lovely romantic evening planned, and now she would be all alone. Well, if Dave could not join her, she reasoned, there was no reason she could not enjoy herself. She closed her eyes and started opening her mind to her fantasies. In her mind, she was standing in front of Dave, naked, with her hands behind her back, looking at the floor. He was standing in. She had largely lost the guilt that she had felt for being forced to be whore after she told me of her past. But over the months, her competency with weapons gave her newfound confidence in herself, which was a joy to behold. She bloomed before my eyes, and our relationship as equals, as students, as adults, as friends, as lovers solidified.Three days before my second Thanksgiving as Becky, Jennifer requested that I help with her morning bath. Out of the blue, she asked, "How would you like. Sure it had it's problems but it was still a great car.I had gotten about 400 miles from home when my classic Stang started making a terrible noise and started to spit and sputter. "Oh great" I thought. Pulling off the side of the road, I pulled out my cell and dialed the auto club. After assurances that a two truck would be there within the hour I sat and read a book I always had handy. This book was called the Naughty Night Nurse. It was actually pretty accurate in it's medical terminology,.