I did not reply he left. I was wondering what he was thinking. Next day again he came to our house this was not normal as he never comes everyday. I s...me how felt that there is some thing working in his head. As I had just got up from my afternoon nap servant informed me about Sumit. I made a plan to put a revealing dress to find out his mind, I wore a dress with low neck sleeveless & short till my Knee with white panty. I went towards the hall & sat in front of him crossing my leg this time I. I spurted and spurted in a seemingly never ending wave of cum soaked pleasure before finally laying still soaking up the warmth of her insides and feeling the smooth nakedness of our bare skin together.I think Pam finally realised what she had just done said “oh my god, what have I done” and started pleading “you can’t tell anyone about this” … “promise me”… “promise me”.In a rare moment of future thinking I exclaimed “don’t worry, I wouldn’t want to destroy any chance of this happening again. A girl should try different things, things she would never do in high school, things that she would or wouldn't do when she was older; after all, a girl had to find out what she liked and didn't like. Her first two years of college was when she could really learn about herself.Devlin looked at her reflection in the mirror, wondering if there were things she could try out. She wasn't that interested in alcohol; she'd already tasted wine and beer and didn't care for the way beer tasted. Wine was. And drawing his intellect up to its full six inches, he slouched away.Notwithstanding this lack of interest, a couple of weeks later, when my brief and distant encounter with The Hair had become a faint memory, my classmate Eddie grabbed the arm of my blazer and pointed to a new girl who'd just come into our class. She was Indian with the most beautiful long, satin-smooth blue-black locks."That her? Nah, dickhead, the Indian sheila. Just moved into our street at the weekend. If she wouldn't be.