Why the fuck hadn't he blackmailed Jennifer? He'd seen her on the stairs, leaving James' apartment. She'd denied having sex with him—and James had s...emed to confirm it—but still, what would the Boy Scout think?Except something had told Peter that it wouldn't work. The resolve in Jennifer's voice, in her eyes—the way she commanded him—he knew there could be no more schemes. His only chance was to do ask she asked, beg her forgiveness, and stay in the game.At least, that's what I told myself. But. The television area was somewhat separated from the rest of the room by a huge L-shaped sofa that stood around the television, facing it.In the other corner at the back, there stood also a round table with four chairs around it. Looking at it a little better, the girls found out that it was a poker table.And then you had a lot of different sized wooden closets along both sides of the room. The girls didn't look inside of them, but they could guess that it would probably hold the occupants'. Den time passed by and we completed our final exams and chanda decided to go out of town for further studies and so he told me to take care of his girlfriend. I was involved into Snehal’s several issues like shopping, planning chandu a birthday gift parcel to his place of studies, and getting her services for cheapest outstation call etc. So for theses reason getting in her room for me has become a routine now for me. Snehal was nice gal and every boys dream in college 20 years old, tall, fair,. “Er, yes,” I stammered. Her nipples were growing longer, poking out from behind the teddy, and try as I might I couldn’t keep my eyes from sweeping up and down her blonde haired, blue eyed virtually naked body. Well if you ever need any help with your plumbing give me a call,” she said, staring down at my crotch. “I’m really good at cleaning pipes.”She looked up into my eyes, smiled, and disappeared back into her bedroom. I took my first breath in what seemed like hours, and became aware of my.