The story starts from Facebook chat the girl name called Namratha. She is studying engineering one early morning I got a request in Facebook from a gi...l name called Pinky. I accepted after two days I got a message from her that thanks for accepting my request. I replied always welcome later on we became friends we use to chatting every day. After some days I asked her no she gave his no and I called her on a fine morning she received and I told Srikanth here; we started talking about job. Afterwards he had done his best to avoid Charlotte and was almost rude when their paths did cross. It was his bad way of dealing with his feelings for her.Alex’s evening was disturbed by a knock at the front door. In no mood for visitors, he pulled himself off the sofa to find Marina there in front of him.“I’ve seen Natasha tonight she told me what had happened. I wanted to see how you were doing,” she exclaimed.“I am doing ok.”“Looks like it,” she replied smelling the whiskey on his breath.“I. The chauffer held the door for us, and got a nice view of my ass when I bent over to get in the car I’m sure.I didn’t have any idea what’s planned for this evening, so I guess I wasn’t all that surprised to find six other men already in the limo waiting for me. Glenn introduced me to them but I didn’t remember a single name.I remember the looks on their faces, though. These men knew that I’m a slut even before they saw what I’m wearing. Glenn must have told them about me and they already know. Even though Jake knew he was punishing his old boss - and he sure ashell deserved it! - the person over his lap looked, sounded, acted, andfelt like a little girl. She even smelled like a little girl, hints ofsweet strawberry scent wafting up to his nostrils from her flaming redcheeks as he speed-dried them with his hard palm. Her whole body joltedwith the force of each blow, and he had to use his huge left hand tomaintain her precarious position over his lap. Her little feet thrashedabout in.