You’re probably wondering why I bother staying in a house like that. Well, I’ve got nowhere else to go. I came to the United States from Haiti at ...he age of fourteen. I was just a kid with a visa traveling with his parents. My parents decided that my sister and I would stay in America to pursue our education. And so we did. We ended up living in a house that my parents bought with my uncle and aunt. I started high school. My father made a dumb mistake the following year. He got caught in some. I was kind of broke, so I reluctantly agreed. “Oh, thank you honey. Be at their house at 6:15.”“Ok. I’ll go out with my girlfriend tonight then,” and I turned and walked out the door and texted my girlfriend. ---The Next Day 6:15 pm---I walked up the concrete steps to the big house in front of me and lightly knocked on the big oak door. Jennifer answered the door.“Hello Amanda. Thank you so much for coming. We wouldn’t have been able to find another dog sitter on such short notice, so we really. He said his line: "Oh baby, what an alarm clock you have. You keep that up and we may not get out of bed today." That was my cue to come up out from under the covers and to straddle him. Every rehearsal I moved up and straddled his tummy, but this time as I moved up, holding the sheet and covers to the back of my ass so the audience could not see, I moved up right over his dick. In the rehearsal I had always pretended to reach down and guide him into myself. Today, I reached down and found his. To start with we had a blow hot blow cold relationship that never went beyond flirting full of sexual iinuendos. But when she left the organization to work elsewhere, things took a turn for the better. We kept bumping into each other off and on in places like discos and pubs till we started dating each other which ultimately led to some heavy duty smooching and petting sessions inside my car. It was just one of those days when Ruchi was feeling horny on a particularly chilly winter evening and.