Out of sight, out of mind ... well ... almost. I didn't have any hot prospects to replace her with, but I was sure I could find someone to date. I wou...d just have to patrol the usual places and see who turned up.It was a Wednesday morning when I got a phone call from someone I didn't expect."Good morning, Dieter, it's Paulette Jenkins. Do you have a moment?" Sure Mrs. Jenkins. What can I do for you?" I was curious what this call was about."I wonder if you and I can have lunch tomorrow ... or. How I’d lead him up to find the stiff nub of my clitoris, the surprise that ran across his face as I spasmed at his touch and how my legs had started to shake uncontrollably.I’d also wanted to tell you about how I’d pulled my panties to one side. How I’d revealed myself to him in all my glorious needy wetness. How he’d run his finger through my dribbling flesh unbidden and how I’d squirmed when his finger slid across my clit. And then I’d wanted to tell you about how I’d taken a handful of his. He also never went down on me and never tries to satisfy me even with his fingers. He is very self-centered when it comes to sex.I got out of the elevator and opened the door to our flat and heard some moaning sound. I thought it might be Akanksha’s new one-night fling. But my friend usually invites boys only at night.There was a small corridor from the flat’s gate to the hall. I slowly walked to peep what was happening. OMG, it was Priyansh. He was in town. Priyansh was my friend cum flatmate. "Kill the baby he said," Cocheta spat. "Mentor never said he had protectors. Master ... I must not think of him as Mentor. He is the Master," Cocheta scolded himself as he walked. He remembered the words and the pain when he called Eli his Mentor."Calling me a Mentor makes me think you will want to be my equal some day," Eli had said softly as pain flared through Cocheta's nervous system. "You will never be my equal worm," Eli had said as he bent over Cocheta's writhing body. "You will always.