Week 4. Rude awakening.I dreaded the fact that this was my last week before having to return to work. Even though I was growing used to this new life,...I still had not interacted with others as a girl. I suppose it was mostly my fault for keeping to myself in the house the whole month. Monday went by quickly, and I told myself that I would make sure to go out and maybe walk the mall or something at some point this week.The sunlight woke me from sleep on Tuesday morning as it did on most days. My. Madhu walked to Sid and sat beside him, giving him a glass of juice.Madhu: Thank you.Sid: You know I can always do anything for you. Also, I found porn on your laptop. That does not look good.Madhu: Oh, I forgot to hide it. How’s the collection?Sid: Oh, damn hard. You got all HD. Do you and Vijay watch it together?Madhu: Duh, If he would have fucked me good. I won’t be having a folder in my laptop saying porn.Sid: I am good at fucking. At least the girls with whom I have done say that.Madhu:. Wow it was a wonderful view. Her pissing had made her pussy lips spread just half a centimeter and my pissing on her g-spot was making her clitoris popped-up. Though she had pissed directly on a drain but my piss on her pussy had made it totally wet and few string going down her legs.And the worst thing was the smell. Yes she had to go home the same way. She started crying while wearing her skirt back. And while moving out of the washroom looked at me questioningly. Aha, she was asking for. Fortunately my imagination goes for overdrive, flitting between the recent black mamba and the Master’s weapon. I am grateful to Gerta’s lack of experience, in that she fails to notice my poor initial response.The poor woman settles into a rather staid back and forth rhythm, about as sexually exciting as trying to cool rice pudding by quiffing on it. Good job I know what they are expecting and have been trained to recreate the movements and noises of a genuine orgasm: So I give it my best.