The incident dates back to the year 2014. I was selected for this job and had got my joining in February 2015. All set to leave Mumbai and start a new...life in Bangalore. I was new to the city and had no friends or acquaintances. So was she.My first day in office, as every MNC has, was our induction. We were supposed to fill big heaps of form post which we were divided into different batches of various technologies for training. The induction hall was full of freshers like me. I took the last. I’m sure my mother had noticed that as well, which led to another strange change in my mother.After Billy left to go home one afternoon, my mother asked me a number of questions about him. The conversation eventually rolled around to sexual topics and just how much Billy knew. Now, Billy was younger than me and barely sixteen years old. As I mentioned before, although we’d done the usual boy experimenting and jacked off together, I knew that he was every bit as naive as I had been. "What are you doing?!" I cried. "What do you mean 'what am I doing?'? You kissed me too!" "Yeah, but..." "You certainly were acting like you wanted to kiss me..." "Nick, I am your teacher. I'm several years older than you. What you did was entirely inappropriate." I suddenly felt prudish, I wanted to cover up myself and hide away. "Whatever," he shrugged his backpack on, and gathered his belongings. "You still have fifteen minutes left. Don't you want to get help with anything else?" "No," he. "Timmy couldn't stand that Johnny couldn't just shut up and enjoy a blowjob. He wondered if he talked this way to girls on the outside and if that's why he couldn't get any to stay around. Then as if reading Timmy's mind, Johnny answered at least that question, "You know what's great about prison bitches? You don't have to be nice to them. You can just tell them how you're really feeling. Don't matter if you're skull fucking them or pushing their shit back up into their faggot bitch asses. Hey,.