Not surprisingly, anyone in the room would be left with images of people fucking erotically.Further back from the bed was a spot where the dim light b...rely reached. A man wearing a business suit sat on a formal chair, as if waiting for a movie premiere to begin. Beside him was a small glass table, also barely visible in the darkness. Two champagne glasses sat on top of the table, and the aroma of bubbling champagne and lust permeated the atmosphere. The pole was the highlight of the room, and. Sadly Mr Mitchell didn’t suffer the same lack of forethought as his students; he wasn’t trying to knock my head off with it, he just looped a lazy but accurate overarm throw straight at my face. “I beg your pardon, Jeannie,” he called out above the cheering of the boys. “I didn’t catch that last bit.” He was lining up with another sponge. “I was just saying how much all the kids will miss such a fine teacher as yourse- … URGH!” Another direct hit right on my nose. Now I had water streaming down. ” Secretly hoping that she would choose the former as I had plans for us.“I think a nice relaxing coffee at your place accompanied by some of that nice music you have would suit me just fine.” June responded. So the dice had been rolled and I had won.After an uneventful, quiet drive home, we were there. I put on some Barry White and got ready to retire to the kitchen to make the coffee. “June, make yourself comfortable while I get the coffee. Just leave your coat, boots and hat on the sofa,. When he came out of Bank he saw the woman sitting in the corner of Bank compound. The security man told that, sir, she will not be able to stay here, due to problems from police. Anish went near her and asked her, what you will do now. From where are you? Do you understand Hindi? Do you understand English? But she was speaking in some other language. May be it was some south Indian language, Anish guessed. He asked different questions in different language, but seemed all in vain. He told her.