M. "Girls we have to hurry a bit, I heard Mr. Groneman has become a bigger asshole than he was when we were here." I said. We got up to the front door...and there was an usher taking names, and invitations. "Good evening sir, and madames." The usher stated. "Welcome to your fifth year high school reunion." He added.The hallways that the twins and I had once walked we're lit up and had decorations hanging with our class year on the wall. For a few moments I felt proud. "Jeff!! My man!" I heard a. Much of them are using a fake account like me. A person named Suresh Singh impressed me and attracts me with his way of talking. He always asks me for my picture but I ignored; but one day when I can’t refuse I send him a picture of mine. When I asked for his he said his cell phone didn’t support uploading. I said okay and continue our chatting. One day I noticed that the girl whom I like was watching me again and again. I can’t understand why. There was a professor in my college who always. She had deep blue eyes, sharp facial features and the longest legs and perkiest tits. Her tight, short leather dress hugged her body and accentuated her breasts and ass. She wore a pair of black ankle-strap high heel sandals on her feet, which made her long legs go on forever.The girls started with a few drinks round Agnes apartment before moving on to some bars in town. After a few bottles of wine and a couple of cocktails, they ended up in a club called ‘Coasters’. By this time the ladies. “H...Wow!” Said Jim, staring at Jenny in stunned silence, “The pictures did not do you justice.” Jenny couldn’t help a shy blush at the compliment as she gestured for him to come in. Jim moved passed her into the room. As she followed him in her nerves made her blurt out the first thing that came into her head. “Don’t take this the wrong way but why do you need to hire a hooker?” Jenny said, “I doubt you would have any trouble finding a willing women.” Jim turned back to her and smiled as he.