While we were attending high school we would play sport's..Basketball,Netball,Touch Football etc But the best we both like is Swimming sport's..J was ... awsome swimmer i would wacth her win her racer's..Be her Support team lol.i was very proud of her..She would glance's at me an smile an a crazy wave lol.it was her way of sayn hey thanks for comming an supporting me D I glance and gave her a hug and said thats what Girlfriends for.We would have sleep over's we both had Dream's in what we both. I got worried over where this seemed to be heading, so I asked Amy for advice. That little minx told me to fuck Ms Hawkins if I thought I could get away with it. If Amy was OK with it, I was willing to take the chance.One afternoon, Ms Hawkins had kept me over to help her put up some sort of inane decoration for the room. I've forgotten what, Valentine's Day, maybe. Anyway, she had me steady her by holding her legs while she stood on a chair to hang something. Anyway, while I was holding her. I prefer to call them Mr. And Mrs. Das. This happened when I was in the obg posting, Mr. and Mrs. Das had come there as out patients and their complaint was that they were married for 4 years and had been trying for a baby ever since, so I send them for evaluation by which I can discuss their options sadly the results came out as unfavorable in which the husband was having azospermia (decreased sperm count.) It struck me odd as to why they never had a child Mrs. Das is a lovely woman in her. If she would have been able to, Lindsay would have been begging, pleading for her life. Instead, she silently prayed for her life to be spared. Lindsay’s face continued to discolor as she was denied the ability to breathe. Her brain was starved for nutrient rich blood. She was losing consciousness. As he continued to rape her, she heard him grunting under his breath between thrusts. “Die!” “Die” “Die!” Lindsay shook her head back and forth as best she could in his grip, her only.