He had just wrapped up his sophomore year at Port Charlotte State University. As a second year student, he still hadn’t taken many classes in his ps...chology major yet, but the intro classes he took were interesting enough, if a bit basic. James was eager to get deeper into the subject over the next few years.The prospect of spending the summer at home did not excite him, however. James had chosen PCSU over more local schools because he desperately wanted to get out of his hometown. High school. Din bhr dilli ki sair ki, mgr mn nahi bhra, socha 4-5 din ruk jaaun; sham ho gayi, december ka mahina tha, thund badh rahi, to mene sabse pehle raat katne ko sochi mgr na to dharmshala me jageh mili, na koi hotel pkd me aya. Kai dukandaron se puchha mgr kuchh bat bani nahi.Akhir me ek dukandar ne mujhe apne sath liya, aur bola, ek jagh h vahan tume psnd aa jay to thahrne or khane-peene ka jugad ho jayega.Vo mujhe ek bade makan me le gaya jo ki teen manjil ka tha. Makan ke upr likha huva tha ‘. She thought she'd pass out from the erotic sensations smashing through her youthful, trim torso."My... my chest is on fire! It feels like it's filled with liquid fire and it's all pooling in my lungs!" Umph!" was all the answer she received. The man was too busy attending to those succulent mounds of titflesh. He wanted them crammed into his mouth where he could taste them. The flesh was slightly tangy with salt, the salt from her sweat. He licked it all up eagerly.But he wanted those. I sent for her and she came with her husband. He had got drunk and beaten her the previous night. They were arguing and shouting at each other. I intervened and calmed both of them. I sent him off and told her to get inside the house.She was still crying. So I put my arms around her to comfort her. She leaned against me and I slowly started running my hands on her back and shoulders. She stopped crying but stayed close to me. I sat on the bed and pulled her down on my lap.She started telling me.