She couldn’t open her eyes, he would be looking closely for her waking. She moaned a little and moved one arm to the side of her head. Trying to mak... him believe she was still asleep. A few seconds later she new it had worked. The sheet lowered again, she felt the cool air from the open window breeze across her small strawberry blonde fluff decorating her mound. She felt her pussy throbbing in anticipation of its public appearance. She inwardly cursed when the sheet stopped again. Then she. I could not even walk properly. My breasts were swollen and I had large red welts all over my tits, back and ass. Suddenly the door opened and all of them walked in. To my horror, they all were naked too. Mr. Murthy said, ?Well, look friends, our slut has got up.? They started laughing. I was humiliated. I needed to go to the bathroom. They asked me to go and pee but they would be watching. I was so ashamed but had to do it.Now, they asked me to take a shower. I did it. The only thought on my. Talking on the phone was difficult as she had to call her from her landline and invariably her kids always surrounded her.. So there was never a full length conversation.It was during june 2005 where mumbai witnessed heavy monsoon and we were unable to meet since the park was shut because of water clogging.It was after 5 days she called me, we were just chit chatting on the phone for an hour, while chatting I just told her lets go for a drive… (she had bought a new car) to which she quickly. The beautiful girl was as pretty a teenager that was ever designed by the angels above in heaven on high.Conversation-wise, the giddy girl was not what one desire as an intellectual sounding-board, but she had redeeming qualities in her often quickly changing flirting speech and actions into an actual physical companionship that resembled an adoring fan for her soul mate on a pedestal. In truth, Honeysuckle had fallen in lust with the beautiful girl’s loving tongue and irrepressible fingers.