Ab aati hoon kahani ki taraf ye un dino ki baat hay jab mere matric kay paper honay walay thay. Howa kuch yu kay main apni tabiyat kharabi ki wajah sa... one week school nahi ja saki. One week baad jab main school gai to mujhe mere class teacher Sar Rashid nay bohat daanta aur kaha kay paper kareeb hain aur ab jo tumhari padhai ka harj howa hay tum uska kia karogi. Main kehnay lagi Sar please aap kuch meri help karain to Sar nay kaha kay tum Sunday walay din subah 10 bajay mere ghar aajao main. But then I stop, and take a cold shower, trying to figure out whats wrong with this picture, and I know there will be a talk to be had. I finish washing the days sweat off me, and step out of the shower, drying myself off, my dick finally done being hard. I put on my blue faded plaid pajama pants and a white t-shirt, then go into the kitchen, grabbing a beer and sitting down at the table. I glance upstairs, your door is closed. As I drink my beer and read todays paper, my mind keeps wandering. On mid-Sunday morning one of my girlfriends phoned to ask if two extra women could come along to watch.“Why not, as long as you bring along some good Champagne. And dress to impress, smart cocktail.”Shortly after three our audience of four women were settled in and enjoying their champagne and we could feel a sense of anticipation of their expectations of our performance as we peered around the corner.They were all in their thirties, all showing lots of cleavage and all with very short. ....... It so happened that one day I would be walking to her end of town, as we wandered toward her home, she started to talk about her Ex-husband, touching my arm as she blethered on about how she was lonely and hadn't really interacted with others for a long time, her hand touching mine momentarily by accident or so I thought, her house nearing, Kate asked me in for a "cup of coffee" now she knows I hate coffee, opening the door she walks into the living room, I shut the door as she sits.