’ ‘Please let me in.’ she pleaded in desperation. ‘And if I let you in I’ll have to pay.’ ‘Please let me in!’ she cried, almost in tea...s. We stood looking at each other, her chin quivering rapidly, her arms wrapped around herself trying to stay warm, and I couldn’t give a damn about her. Still, she was determined to get inside at any cost. I wanted nothing to do with this woman, and she could go ‘jump in the river’ for all I cared. My intent was to open the door slightly, forcefully remove her. If she had to take her girlfriend’s punishment too, then she would take it and with as little fuss as she possibly could.“Very well, young lady. Firstly, I’m going to say how very fortunate you are that Mrs. Markwell and Ms. Lindsay think so highly of you. I intended to strip you of your position as Deputy Head Girl, but they persuaded me otherwise as they believe that you are an excellent role model for the younger girls.” Miss Marks paused and laughed far louder than she had intended.“You. Dumb bitch didn't even look at my face! I'm telling you, root beer does it every time."Suddenly I felt a hand on my bare leg. "Mmmm ... and she's soft ... and fit. Much better than last year. That cow was huge." Hey! This guy was being awfully bold. I tried to slap him, I really did, but my body just wouldn't respond. My hands stayed on the ground, like they were rooted there."Like you cared, you still fucked her." Yeah, but I had to finish on her face. It sucked." The hand moved up my leg and. I was standing still just admiring her in my mind she passed by me and I was keep starring here. Suddenly a man came to her and hold her hands he was her husband, damn that lucky bastard !They went into a store I followed them then while checking clothes her husband calls her name “Shalini” at the billing counter I secretly checked her husbands last name so at the end of the have a image in my mind so hot to make any guy crazy for her with an identity “Shalini sharma” Opened my laptop searched.