“Fucks sake follow me” I said, walking round the building opposite there was another deeper fire exit area that was free.We stood in the shelter a...d lit a cigarette and made small talk. Damion said “You out on the pull” I replied “Not really but if it came to it” and he smiled. “My wife is very prudish” which I thought was an unusual thing to say. Then he offered me another cig which I took and as we lit up his arm slipped around my waist, I said and did nothing.“How old are you Damion?” “47. I'm an average forty-two years old Scandinavian guy. My name is Eric Johansson, which happens to be one of the most common names in the country. I used to play hockey in our elite division and had I been only slight better, there had been a future for me in NHL. But now my highest point, as player had been only one unimportant tourment with our national hockey team when all the best players had invented excuses to been elsewhere.When I met Catherine she was a real natural beauty, representing. Mohit picked me up from Kothrud main bus stop. I was wearing the special lingerie and on that was my formal dress for the office. Mohit came in his BMW and we drove off to Pune central.Mohit wanted to buy me a formal dress for my cooperation. We bought 2 blazers, one formal pants, and a really short formal skirt. The bill was paid by Mohit and then we drove off to the farmhouse.On the way to the farmhouse, Mohit couldn’t keep his hands off my breast and was playing with my boobs while driving.. But Lynn had the perfect solution. She started working as a stripper in a nearby city and soon she had convinced me to do it too, we are the stars of the strip club! 'Nica Mounds' and 'Busty Lynn'.But no one home knows about it, our Uni is very far from home. So my secret is safe here! So I am back as the prude and proper girl everyone thinks I am at my hometown, not 'Nica Mounds', the stripper. I don't want people finding out about my 'job' at the University and I know what it could cause on.