I agreed and went behind her. Jahnavi was wearing an orange t-shirt and jeans pant that day. While she was walking past me, her t-shirt was a bit slig...tly up revealing her fair skin and underwear brand name and color.She didn’t know about it, as we were walking everyone was staring at her naked skin. So, I quickly went toward her and informed her to pull her t-shirt a bit down. She didn’t understand and said –She: What the fuck are you saying?So, I just pulled her t-shirt down and said –Me:. ” Taking a seat, she continued, “So tell me this, Ken: why would you want to hurt, maybe kill yourself?”His face twisted in pain. “You don’t want to know...”“I do. Believe me, I do.”Sighing with reluctance, Ken relented and began to tell Gabby of the events of the day. He started with Jacqueline and Jason, then the confrontation with his uncle, and finally the fake phone number showing Jacqueline’s true colors. Through it all, Gabby sat in silence, maintaining eye contact and nodding whenever. . well, his wallet was just laying there open and crammed full. He was rich, i'm not... he'd hardly miss a few quid, i thought. Besides, he'd had a lot of fun with me... and i needed a taxi home. So, to cut a long story short, i stole forty pounds out of his wallet. Olaf never even stirred. i know i did wrong... but... now i'm feeling guilty and yet excited. i've never stolen anything more than the occasional pen from work, that sort of thing. This was different... dead exciting, worrying too. By the time he made it to the inside of my hips, I could feel myself dripping all over my sheets. “Please.” That was all that my brain could muster. He knew I wanted it. He wanted to make me beg for it. Tracing circles around my labia with his tongue, he succeeded. I begged him for at least a minute before he complied. Taking his thumb and index finger, he opened me up, took his tongue and worked magic. He worked me with his tongue, my hips pushing his tongue deeper inside of my flower,.