In those days i use to meet every day and made opportunities to message her boobs inside her salwar suit and she never restricted me as she also enjoy... the message.But after two month of our relation I change my house and shifted to a house where a live alone. So I request her to visit my house on my birthday to celebrate the day together. She happily agreed my proposal. She looked dammed sexy that day and she was wearing a white Salwar suit which I gifted her after proposing her. She wished me. " I suggested."Never" she answered, "it's private."I typed NEVER, and got a wrong password, I tried Victoria and it fired up."Bastard," she cried.There were messages of condolence, all her devastated friends emailing, I scrolled it for her so she could read, sharing an experience in the stench of her filth, her broken pain-wracked body living out her last days before the blissful release of death.She sobbed and laughed occasionally, then I checked her outbox and she screamed at me, "No, it's. ” he said nervously“What”? I said arrogantly “What do you mean you don’t have any money why would you order a pizza knowing you can’t pay for it”? I was a very outspoken girl.“I know I know I just moved here today, and I must have misplace it at my other house I’m sorry i can’t pay you.” he saidI rolled my eyes in frustration “I’ll just drive back to work and tell them it was a misunderstanding.”“Wait” he said calmly “you kinda of hot.” he said calmly as grabbed my arm I turned around and gave. Tonya grabbed my wrists.“You’re not going anywhere,” she said as she tried to turn me back around.“No, no, no, no ... Please! No! Oh God, NO!” I shouted trying to free myself from Tonya’s grip. She was strong and held me tight. She was right. I wasn’t going anywhere.“Get down the fucking stairs ... NOW!” I heard Ms. Connor shout from below.I stopped struggling but didn’t stop pleading. “Please Ms. Tonya,” I said softly. “Please let me go. I’ll be good. I’ll do anything.”“NOW!” Ms. Connor.