She said."They are out with friend's we are alone here."I kissed her again and picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. I laid her on the bed and...pulled my clothes off as quick as I could. Then I laid down beside her and kissed her again. I started to carress her body all over pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit. I kissed my way down her body to her tit's and sucked and licked on each one for a little while. Then I kissed my way down to her panties. She was soaked I took my tounge. Shukla. Mr. Shukla was a middle aged man who was the branch manager of my bank. I had just finished a performance review session with him. There were rumors around the office that Mr. Shukla was a player and he liked to touch/feel his female subordinates. There was a girl called Ragini who got promoted because she was rumored to be his keep. He was a handsome man who was well built because he was a football player in his youth. All of a sudden Mr. Shukla took his shoe off his foot and started. Sometimes it was coffee, sometimes something stronger." He beamed at her reaching out to hold her hands. "The more I read, the better it gets." "It makes you randy?" "No, not that, not yet anyway, but it's so professional. Somehow it's reassuring. You couldn't have known that when you wrote it, but it really does come across as research. I can imagine a thesis — 'Sex with a hundred strangers' or some such." "And then another one about the second hundred?" "Yeah, maybe. Or a best seller on. He reached under the bed and grabbed a handful of hair ‘You coming out now, bitch?’ She had no choice. The fighting continued for another hour or so, she lost track of time. She only wanted it to be over. In his drunken fit, he stumbled in the kitchen and tried to catch himself but knocked the chair over breaking it. Eve ran towards the bedroom and as she did he regained his balance, reached into the cabinet and threw several glasses at her. One hit her in the head, breaking the glass and.