Even she was excited to the brim but did not know how to masturbate. I tried to stop looking at her like this. But the sight of a half naked girl- her...blouse was up, and as she breathed heavily her small but tight breasts with pointed pink nipples, were also moving up and down, her skirt was already up, and her vagina with small threads of black hair, and she moving her palms around it, trying to calm her excitement but did not know how. The sight was too tempting, and all my moral values were. Well, she hoped he was offering her. He hadn’t really said so in so many words. But his making her get the phone, and all of his instructions, she just hoped he was interested in her, no matter how it was. She was more alive these past few days than she ever felt before. Around seven pm her phone beeped. She did keep it close at hand all the time now. She saw his message with the address of the salon where she was to go tomorrow. Her appointment was at ten am. She had a meeting at. A glance at the red and welted breasts told her the intruding needles were still fully embedded, as of course were both the nails. A claw hammer appeared in Janice`s hands, the claw squeezing the breast from the left nail-head, rolling and tugging at the embedded steel attempting to pull the thing from the wood, the pain tremendous, as suddenly the wood released the nail with a jerk that sent Jean off once again into the inky blackness of oblivion, Janice realising this was her chance roughly. I kept silent still. MEENU, you know I and RAJ are good friends, We use to share a lot and share anything of us. He used to take my clothes and i used to put on his shoes . Even we could exchange our underwears. Its nothing wrong sharing u with me. I got anger and slapped RAHUL on his face and said , Is me and clothes are same ! Is me and shoes are same . Dont say that you are his friend. Please leave from here. Then RAHUL laughed a lot and loud … i could nt understand…. I screamed… u.