‘Thank your friends in the Republican Front for that. They decided to give all potheads amnesty for their ‘consensual crimes’. Let’s just say ...hat the new regime has just created a headache for itself, if you ask me. I don’t want the likes of you running loose and influencing my kids, but my superiors in Morgantown think that they know better. They claim that they are more ‘enlightened’ than the good ol’ Feds. I beg to differ, but I don’t have a say. I’m the low man on the totem pole of their. . wait! The hooker, is all I can remember, Ican't remember arriving at home, lying on my bed. Howstrange, I don't drink. I roll to the right, my chest ishooked in the sheets, strange, I can swear I have tits, bigtits. I put my hand in my chest, tits! I have tits, big tits. It's a dream; those hookers must left me horny. Iroll to the left, fucking big tits!! They bother me a lot,thank God it's a dream, close my eyes...No I'm not sleeping, fuck! I really have tits!I stand, I almost fall, the bed. He was teaching me in the evenings at his staff room in college and the class was from 5 pm up to 6.30 pm. This was just blessing in disguise to me as I wanted to spend much time with Masood sir. During the class, I would again try to attract him by making my duppata to fall down from my shoulders exposing my firm boobs. Neck of most of my chuddidar’s is low cut. One day, I had worn a loose fit chuddidar with very deep cut. It was so loose that whenever I bend it used to show off my cleavage. ” I looked at the other two guys. “Fellows, you might want to let her go. Things will go down hill from here otherwise.”“Hang on to her, guys. I can handle this one.”He came toward me and may have had some experience but my learning came from a harsher school. I decked him. Belinda broke free and ran into my arms. She was sobbing.The other two guys began to look belligerent. Morris pulled his pistol and said, “Now is the time to lie down and live. I’m not in Steve’s class but Mister Glock here.