Thats why main bht parashan tha aur sex ka lia hum dono betab tha….usi din meray aik clg frnd jo dusri city sa lhr study ka lia aya hoa tha ka phone...aya aur uss nay bataya ka wo ghar walo sa milnay wapis ja raha ha wo appartment main rehta tha main nay bahana bana kr uss sa apartment ke keys lay lee jub main nay maha ko btaya to wo bht khush hoi…uss nay ghar walo ko btaya ka wo skool ka bornfire pr ja rai ha aur main usay apartment main lay gaya…I was very excited nd happy meray dil main to. Billy take your shirt and pants off!!”“I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again. Please don’t ask me that, please!!”“Pam’s right, It’s to late to be sorry, off with them or maybe we’ll have to tell your mother and father what there son has been doing while there away.”Billy stood still for a moment then started to remove his shirt.He was an average boy, nothing to write home about. “Ok now the pants”The boy slowly lowered his trousers then stood there.Pam moved closer to Billy and pulled the pants. And now you know why I don’t wear my glasses for blowjobs.” She looked down at me; my cock was still out, stiff and wet. “You probably want to put that away, you’re done with it for tonight.”I said, “I’m really sorry.”She must have detected a weakness in me because he started a tirade, “You, Paul, you are an asshole, an arrogant motherfucker in fact. You think your shit doesn’t stink because you can write these stupid term papers. And yet you couldn’t cop a feel with a girl unless you gave her. Second, I am your BOSS, with the power of life and death over you. You DO NOT ask me questions; I ask you. You've now got less chance of being a superman than any of your friends, and more chance of being a bear's lunch. What are your favorite colors?"I got six answers in rapid, orderly succession."Who was your favorite teacher at school and why?"I asked a whole bunch of seemingly random questions. I had several reasons for doing so: to get them used to answering my questions, to confuse them.