What do you think?A few more verbal tests, as she fidgeted in ascending anxiety, her insecure replies and attempts to continue a conversation beyond h...ard grasp, confirmed she was bluffing. She was trying to be “normal” when not. She couldn’t hear me. It explained her proud, stuck up, school demeanor. She didn’t respond because she didn’t hear the hellos. Like at the café, she faked her way through school.How difficult a life, such a terrible card dealt, not being in the conversation, isolated,. I stood there for at least half an hour and when I had almost made it to the front of the line, I realized that I was feeling a lot better. I decided that I’d go home and simply forget about the incident at the park. I was just about to turn and leave when I heard a loud voice, ‘Next! Next Please!’ I walked up to the registration desk and stood there in front of the admissions nurse who was making notes on the person who had just left. She looked up at me and I could see right away that she. They both called me to them and made me sit between them “You look hot and we love to see u watching u in those skimpy outfits u wear at collage showing off your assets and now that we know you are also a little college slut we can do anything we want to do with you” they said.Anand Sir came in with another bottle of alcohol and said “why don’t we do a round of before doing anything” saying this he opened the bottle and poured it in 4 glasses I was so nervous that I gulped it in one shot “This. ” Luke says. Luke extends his hand to Samantha as an olive branch. They shake hands, making peace with each other. They can finally move forward with their lives. “So what now?” Samantha asks. “You can leave if you’d like. Come back to the office on Monday to get started on your paperwork.” Luke says, taking a sip from his glass of liquor.Samantha doesn’t want to leave. She doesn’t know how to build up the courage to tell him that she enjoyed everything she endured. And that her orgasm.