He changed his attention to Simon and glared at him, then he almost yelled as he once again complained vehemently about the assignment given by Profes...or Sheripati to him and Simon in their Early American History class.Bob snarled, "That asshole is insane. I told you we should take a different class, but you insisted we take his. Now look what it's gotten us. Two weeks of class and he gives us this damn research paper with a minimum length of 100 pages. Crap, I have no idea how to even start to. He flips me around so I’m facing him and he pins me against the bonnet, his eyes locking on my wet and very see through top. He kisses me roughly and I moan. The slightest thing will turn me on I haven’t had it in what feels like forever and for the girl who was having it 3 times a day sometimes more this is proving a nightmare. He rips my vest top clean open so that my heaving, wet breasts are out. I pant a little. This is so fucking hot! He pulls down my shorts and pulls my thong sideways and. I forgot about this but for a chance encounter six months later in mumbai. It was the Hitel Leela. I had an official dinner and once done, I phones Neha to say I will have a drink and return by midnight. As I sat on the stool, rain comes and sat besides me. It was a smoking zone and she lit one and we said hello to each other. As we spoke, we got lost in each other. We kept pecking at each other’s lips and I could see that her short dress hardly covered her vital parts. Soon we got on to. Janette's wearing a simple black tank top and loose cut-off jean shorts. Frankly I never noticed before (newly wed and true love and all that jazz), but she's kind of hot. Her skin is light but sunkissed, and she has delightful freckles across her cheeks and shoulders. Her hair is curly and wild and brown, which I take note of right before getting caught in her bright hazel eyes."I'm here to seduce you." I start to laugh, but Janette appears to be serious, even with the broad smile on her face..