He smiled seeing the paper as there was a picture of couple having sex drawn by Neha,He looked towards Neha. Neha winked and said, “Only 5 more minu...es until this!”.They both laughed. After sometime Annie looked at her watch and startled.“Oops, out of time. We’ll pick it up in next class”, she said.Soon after everyone in the classroom left, Aman was packing his backpack. Neha came beside him and spread her legs resting her ass on the desk. As usual, she was not wearing any underwear.She started. Gone, more because of the planned deception than for the beating itself.My mind reviewed the erotic story in the light of my beating. It had surely been far less of an ordeal than the fictional Emily's and I'd had the benefits of aspirins and salve and someone to take care of me, whereas she had to go from one ordeal to the next with a couple of rapes thrown in for good measure. Would a girl in her time, even a work toughened farm girl, be able to withstand being thrashed on the arse twice in. ’‘Come on Ajay, where is it?’‘It’s hidden mom somewhere in your bedroom mom. And it’s not hard to find it because you will be able to see it when you open your eyes in your bedroom. Okay?’‘Okay’He removed his hands from me and took a minute before he placed his hand back on my eyes. Then he opened our bedroom door when I could feel a pleasant fragrance. I could not tell what it was? But it was pleasant and intoxicating. He walked me a few steps in my bedroom towards my bed and I knew every nook. Of course I did not love it as much as Katya who I could see working in the garden. I switched off the engine and sat watching her, my little Ukrainian peasant girl, I had called her that once after she took over the garden to grow vegetables and keep chickens, she got very cross with me and reminded me that she had worked in a fashion boutique in central Kiev. Now I could see her feeding the chickens wearing a pair of dungarees that used to mine. I had bought them when I was a teenager, worn.
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