No S&M, no leather or bondage, golden showers, gangbangs, or feet fetishes. I’m vanilla with a twist of lemon (for the zing) kind of guy. But hey, e...en nice guys like me get a little fed up. We lash out, fight back and/or verbally insult with an impulsive idiocy that will usually get us into really big trouble. Though we’ll really, really feel bad about it later, at the time, vengeance is the end all be all of our existence. Strangely enough, this time I don’t feel bad. In fact, I’m pretty sure. "Are you there?" he asked"Yes Mr R" I replied "I'm in the back, do you want me?" Wait" he said, and with this he made his way to the corridor and spoke to me:"come to the front so we can get a start please"As I approached he was, of course, standing in the tight corridor. I sidled towards him, turning my back to him as he put his back against the other wall.I made to squeeze past him slowly, aware now of how short I had made my skirt.It was mid way between my knees and top of thigh, leaving. They looked really gorgeous and expensive. I picked the bra, it was really smooth and padded and behind it was written 34c. Then I inspected the panties and smelled it, wow. It had a strange aroma, intoxicating and also had white stench mark. I was smelling them when disha madam knocked at the door.She said ” abishek, are you dry.”I replied “Yes mam”She said, “Listen, I don’t have anything for you to wear, but I found something that you can wear until the rain stops”. I just slightly opened the. I couldn't believe two of Kara's best friends had had a threesome. Tammie being one of them really surprised me. She was the quiet type, but she was also someone who followed the crowd and could be talked into doing things. Michelle, on the other hand didn't surprise me at all. Michelle was a thin brunette with a bit of a wild child in her. You probably wouldn't notice it at first; she's very natural looking, but striking at the same time; with long brown hair and blue-green eyes. I have.