"Stop! Oh, Please Stop!" Becky moaned softly."Please don’t do this," she pleaded.The pleading fell on deaf ears though. The guys were beyond this. "...hat's your name, beautiful," asked the blond guy as he went over to lick her breasts. The touch of the tongue sent renewed sense of excitement in her body. A feeling which Becky couldn’t understand. She hated being forced to have sex. So why did she enjoy the touch of their skin with hers. "Becky," came the reply, even before she could control. Looking at my phone i realized that i had an unread text. It was from her, saying im running a little late feel free to come in when you get here the back door is unlocked. So i walked around her house and let myself in. I've been here so many times before so i helped myself to a glass of water and turned on the T.V. About 5 minutes later i heard a door open. I stood to greet her. Only to find she had not realized i had came over yet and was standing there in front of me dripping wet and. She knew what she wanted and chased employers without resting until they gave her what she demanded. She was driven, smart and it made Holly wonder what extra value she had obtained from her four years of study. Perhaps it came down to just personal development, and if that was the case, her judgment about Rob would give her a failing grade. As if on cue, her phone vibrated and a text from Rob appeared: exam went fine. Wanna catch up tonight? She let it sit for a few minutes even though she. Someone was going to get down shortly as we panicked. It was a close call and there were no near hiding places next to our stance. Except for one Maruti alto parked right next to us. I signaled her to hide behind the car and I acted to walk crossing the lift lobby.The lift door opened and 5 young aged boys got down. Must be college students. I was thinking how it would be if they saw Swetha in that state. Just a few seconds after my imagination one of boys pressed the unlock button of the car.