Please I am begging you.Kowsalya: ok…. Now tell be what do you begged me before?(Somehow I like her dominance)Me: I need your reference to get that ...ob ma’am.Kowsalya: call me mistress from now, ma’am was old fashioned.Me: ok mistress…. I am begging you, please refer me to get that job…Kowsalya: why I do it for you?Me: mistress I need that job., and I am your friend and your classmate too. Please show some mercy mistress….Kowsalya: shut up you filthy bitch. You are not my friend….(saying this. Here I was, sporting male attire but with bumps where they ought not to be, and I had just invited this new neighbour into my home. “Thanks,” he said, responding rather too quickly for my liking. “I’m William – but call be ‘Bill’”. “Bill,” I responded. “My name’s Paul.” He looked even more attentively at my bulges, and calmly asked, “Paul, eh? But what do I call you?” My face felt as though it was sunburned – but I don’t think that was the focus of his attention. “Sorry,” he said. “If I can. While doing so, his hand were moving on my boobs and nipples. He was squeezing my boobs and twisting my nipples, making me moan continuously.Once he was done with my belly and navel, he went straight to my boobs and nipples and started sucking and licking them wildly. While doing so, he held my hands wide and tight. He was making me go wild with his sensual fuck.My pussy by now was wet, wild and dripping. My hips were swaying by his wildness. He was giving more attention to my boobs and nipples. . I finished fucking him and then he was dead.”Curtis stops right in his tracks. “What?”“The homeless man that I was made to fuck,” she answers. “But he changed. Then it was him. Then he disappeared. Then the man was dead.”Curtis is having trouble following the random sputtering of the woman. Suddenly he finds that his anger toward her has melted. Here standing before him is the most vulnerable woman he has ever come across. For all her toughness, she is obviously weak. He was ready to slam her.