I look at the video and see a bunch of guys cumming in my face."I don't know everyone on this video personally, but I did recognize three EXTREMELY bu...ty young women." He jokes pointing at my bosom. "So, are you ready to confess, Miss McCarthy?" Y-yes sir." I nod submissively."Camille, honey. I'm not angry. Like I said, I was your age once. I know how parties can get out of hand. I actually think that MAYBE I can just destroy this tape." Oh, please sir, do it!" I grab his arms almost trembling. Me-kyun, ?Aisha-wo abhi bhi usse nilte h ghanto phone pe baat krte h and bahar bhi milte h, jo mujhe bilkul acha nhi lagta, toh iss wajah se meri unse ladai hoti h, abd ek baar toh maine unhe uske sath physical relation banate hue bhi dekha tha.I realized that ki baat krte hue she was quite emotional and uske aankhe bhi bheegi thi.Me-ohh, toh aap unki family se kyun nhi baat krte.Then she started crying, maine kaha aap roo kyun rhe h aap baat karenge toh jarur koi solution niklega, then usne. “I miss you like crazy, Jenny,” he confesses. I feel something pull at my heart. I don’t say anything and neither does he for a few moments. “You know. I regret what I did. That day… It’s burned into my memory. I can’t get the image of you crying out of my head…” I stay quiet and continue to stare at the tree. “Can you…” he sighs, and I turn to look at him. “Can you forgive me, Jenny?” Something pulls at my heart again. I sigh. “I forgive you,” I say, and his eyes light up. Hopeful. . Once I located a tailoring shop “Shalimar Tailors” His name was Babulal. He had good healthy built, and at once I decided to befriend with him. Citing one or other reasons, I started going to his shop. During each visit, I used to sit there for long time, talking almost nothing, but some times, meet his eyes and express my feelings silently. He could not read them. Then I started wearing low cut blouses, and speak to him leaning on his table, to give him a good view of my cleavages. Once in a.