So atlast she came told that she is in love with me. She is very beautiful so when she proposed, I accepted what a figure she has really when ever I s...e that only one thing comes in my mind that I should touch all her body. Days passed & we bacame very close to each other we used to kiss each other daily when no body is there in the class and I used to touch her boobs. Wow! What a boobs she has, really when ever I touch that I used to masturbate by going into the bathroom in the hospital. I deserved it, as I’d been studying my ass off with limited contact from the outside world. I justified my decision of letting loose as I slowly brushed my leg against his. I reached across to turn up the volume on the iPad, brushing my tits against his arm. I could feel him tense and I smiled to myself, enjoying the growing tension. We watched the show in silence for a few minutes. “I haven’t seen you on campus before, and I definitely would remember your,“ I said in a quiet voice to make. "We will deal with this problem among ourselves, Jack" he said in a lowered, somehow more serious sounding tone that scared me even more. "But first" Jim said as he looked over my shoulder at my daughter laying on the floor and smiled, "the video gets even better."I turned back to face the screen as Jim fast forwarded the video beyond the scenes of me altering the cost logs in my favor. "I saved this part for you, Jack" he said with a big grin, "your daughter hasn't seen this part yet." He. After a few questions about my day – the kind Miranda was helping me grow accustomed to – my mother cleared her throat, looked at my father, and nodded in my direction. My father gave a confused look, which made my mother sigh in frustration. She put down her fork, lifted her napkin to wipe her mouth, and then said, ‘So, Deacon, when do we get to meet Miranda?’ ‘Oh!’ my father whispered in understanding. My mother stared at me, smiling calmly. ‘Miranda?’ I choked out, mostly to stall. I.