‘Oh fuck’ I said out loud as I heard a police siren blare. My eyes were hit with red and blue blaring lights. I felt my stomach turn queasy, as th... two front doors opened. Two large officers got out of their car. They looked like shadowy figures, but I could tell they were massive men. If this was just a few hours ago, I might have been relieved that these officers had found me. I might have been tempted to run into their arms and tell them what the monstrous Mr. Wilson was doing to me. But I. .wo ceiling fan ki ore openly baith gai.. Pallu abbhi kamar pe tha..man to akr raha tha.. In khaiyon me apna mu ghusa lu.. Aur blouse phad du( which is my favourite 4play).. Finaly usne bol dia ki ab bas bhi karo kitna dekhoge.. Meri to fat k haath me aagai.. Muje dhyaan hi nai raha ki wo notice kar/rai hai. Fir unhone kaha kitum baitho mai naha kr aati hu..mai to sochne laga ki ab na jaane kya hone wala hai.. Bahut maar padegi agar ghar me bataya to.finally jab mai himmat karke nikalne hi wala. When the band began playing again John insisted I dance with Peter. Peter was taller than John, like six foot two, broad shoulders, small waist and a butt to die for. Extremely handsome man.As we danced he complimented me on my dress, the way I danced and, in general, everything a woman wants to hear. But I wasn't born yesterday and I could feel his eyes and hands all over my body. As we danced it seemed as if he was deliberately pressing his manhood against my hip... The touch wasn't lost on. ” And just like he does in the classroom he dismissed me. I was left crossing my legs and needing to touch myself. The contract was pretty self-explanatory; he really wasn’t going to touch me until I broke him down. Upon signing this I was required to move all of my stuff into the provided bedroom. What wouldn’t fit he would provide a storage shed for. Once we left the house he was Professor Ian Connor again, and I was the student lusting after her teacher. I was to go about my day as I.