Our drama teacher, Mrs. Kirtchwin, drafted us both right away to handle the mechanics of backstage. Props, any set changes between scenes, that sort o... thing. Last year, when we did Peter Pan, that meant a lot of work changing sets. She didn’t trust a couple of sophomores with Misty’s life, so she had the gym teacher, Mr. Farley, do the rope work.This year, we were doing some noir murder piece, which mostly was either in the street, an apartment, or an office. With the backdrops already painted. Ihad her splayed out face-down on the bed and wasgetting her deep from behind while she rubbed her clit.As I described sharing her with multiple guys she camehard and scared the neighbors with her screams.To aid you all in your masturbatory fantasies, let medescribe my wife Cindy: she’s 27, about 5 foot 4, with34C tits, a nice round ass, and long dark hair. Did Imention she’s Chinese? If you think all asian girlshave no tits or ass, you’re sadly mistaken. For all youperverts. I never drink or smoke and used to keep safe distance from girls.When I graduated from DU, I decided to pursue MBA and hence joined CL for CAT coaching at IIT branch. I had dropped a year just to prepare for CAT. I must mention here that I was extremely good looking from my school days and many girls liked me always till I graduated from College, but I was concentrating on my studies and always worked hard to be a topper.During my CL coaching, I became friends with a girl and she later became. The coffee maker did not want to work until I hit it on the side a half dozen times, and once again I wondered what made me struggle with it each day. Habit I suppose, but that is my life. Habit after habit after habit. The chugging sound of the coffee maker drew me into silent retrospection. Why? Was it the habit of me that drove her away? The coffee maker chugged to a stop like an old car kept alive too long and I poured a cupful into my well-stained mug. Milk, two spoons of sugar, stir..