After completion I opened eyes. I was wonderfully happy, elated filled with limitless joy.Guruji was smiling at me. I smiled back at him “I told you...I was not a deserving candidate. You didn’t listen, Guruji” He laughed.” Is it? Look at your hand”. I looked and panicked. There was nothing. I could see Guruji clearly through as if from a glass. I started shivering.Guruji patted me. “Don’t worry, don’t panic. It is entirely in your hands when to become visible and when to become invisible. Only. Unke samne to sare girls fica pad rehithi bas 1 he ledki thi jo unko takar detithi Puja oh! Kya maal hai, bo hamara college me 9th class guru kul main padh rehithi.Thoda previous me chalo— mera pehela class IT in times, pelibar me unse baat kia usibech mujhe aisa laga ki bo mujhe line marrehethi or me thik he soch rahatha!. Jab v bo class karehethi mujhe aage bethatethi or to or mera haat pakad ke hans hans ke padhatihain mere man main v choodne ka mitha ras tapak rahatha. Ek din mam ne apna. I cleanedoff anything that had gotten on my hands by licking them clean.I thanked him and showed him out the door.I spent the evening planning how I was going to make Arthur my nextconquest.I wanted to give Jimmy a chance too cool off so I did not go back to theschoolyard until three days later, a Monday. I spied Arthur walking home alone. I caught up to him on the corner. "Hi," I said. "My name is Carol. Don't you live on Oak street?" I gavehim my sweetest smile.He looked at me a few seconds. Slowly we were getting aroused again as the drinks had their effect and these touches more so.She then got up and turned around and I saw the look in her eyes, I knew the look, she wanted to play with my lund. So I raised myself up and sat on the edge of the tub and she took it into her mouth and started sucking on it as she played with my balls and massaged my inner thighs. I held her head and goaded her on shouting loudly.. haa choos sona.. choos mera lund ko.. saali kya mast chusti hai tu...