I was praying God to send the boy for some reason or other. I dared to go to the school gate and the school bell rang for closing. The boy was coming ...ut from the class room. My heart was beating. He saw me at the gate standing. He was smiling very well ad constantly looking at my bulging breasts. I told him that I forgot the route to reach my house since I was in confusion. He assured to take me to my house by cycle-rickshaw and drop me at home. I told him that my husband who is his class. “We said you had to sing it perfectly.”Debbie started over. Amber’s finger continued to frig in and out of her pussy, making her feel better and better. Amber also continued to kiss her neck, which felt incredibly good.She had barely sung a few words when Amber placed her thumb against her clit and began to rub.“Ohhhhh, Mistress Amber, please, stop, stop, don’t do this to me!” she cried out. She felt so alone, so exposed, so humiliated. She was trying to just complete one simple task, sing a. People either streamed past her ignoring her or the occasional kindly person dropped a few coins in her hand. Pretty soon she had enough money to get what she needed and scurrying off she went in search of a chemist, and finding that it was not due to open for another half an hour walked down to the early morning café and bought her and Janice breakfast of hot sweet tea and a couple of bacon rolls. When she returned her male friend with the shaven head and tattoos asked her, ‘You got anything. Keri loves the sex, and the kinkier the better, but being the submissive that she is she doesn't have to initiate anything, and nothing comes back on her. I probably would have picked up on that sooner but as of late, my little brain has been doing most of my thinking for me.I was a little conflicted with Jim's fate. On one hand, everyone, including myself, wanted him gone. He just didn't fit in. On the other hand, he had done nothing really wrong. It was his house we were trying to take from.