Any auntys, teachers, girls or horny house wife who ever r interested in sex and relationship plz do contact me on my id thts I m frm ahmedabad. Nw l...ts continue with the story…it all happend when i was studyiny in a school. I was in 11th standardtht time and as it was beggining of the year our principle introduced us to our new gujarati teacher neha mam(name changed).By seeing her for the 1st time i fell in love with her. At tht time her age was 23. I knw it sounds weired but it is a true. The thought of us apart ... it's tearing me up inside." Me, too," she said softly. "But ... it's only for a little while... 4 years. We can call and write, remain friends and then, if it was meant to be, see each other afterwards, fall in love again and be together for the rest of our lives."I argued, she argued ... but in the end, she won. I knew she was right, of course. Deep down, where I didn't want to hear it, I knew that what she said was the truth. I just didn't want to listen, didn't. ” he said, his words halting as he looked at her for the first time. She was a very pretty girl in her late teens with blonde hair and blue eyes that knew how to kick ass - he was in love at first sight.“Hi, I’m Karen,” she said, giggling at his dumbstruck face. She also was quite taken with the cute guy in front of her.Present dayL’vant watched Rebecca sleeping, she’d been out for hours now recovering from the marathon sex session with L’vant. He’d been shooting the breeze with Karen for a. She looked very happy, standing in her stall and nibbling on hay. ‘Oh, Bella, what am I going to do, I can not live in a hotel for the rest of my life.’ ‘Then why do you not come live with me?’ said a deep voice from behind me. I turned around and looked into the same slate gray eyes I feel into earlier this afternoon. I was leaning against my horses stall, he was only about half a step away, close enough for me to feel his breath brush my cheeks. ‘Excuse me?’ I asked him, hoping that I had.