:) The usual disclaimer about offensive topics and so forth,although this one is pretty innocuous. The subject matter may, in fact,be very familiar. I... you want to put this story on another site, contactme for permission first.***It was my first day at school at Thomas Grover Elementary and I wasuncertain where my new friends would come from. Since the difficultiesof the previous year, my parents had been rather anxious that I fit inand I didn't want to disappoint my parents with their new. This is what happened, I was in yahoo messenger chatting with foreign girls about sex, my sofia came and saw that, she did not like that, she got very furious and stared beating me and went on pleading but she refused, she said she came to Chennai just to have sex with me, since I was chatting with some other girls she wanted to leave Chennai.I pleaded her by saying “I ll do anything for you but please never leave this place, Then she asked me, will you do anything as said, I replied, yes, Then. “I think you need some Dutch courage Greg. Can I get you a Scotch or something?” “Yeah, straight please. Better make it a double,” he said. Gemma looked at Greg minutely, as if she was studying an exhibit. Laura just beamed at him, keen to get on with it. Greg downed his whiskey in one go and passed me the tumbler back. “So this is the deal Greg. My friend Gemma here needs some assistance with her blow job techniques.” Laura sniggered, probably at my choice of words, but what else could I say?. You just observe. If you want to, you can change your actions in the present when you get back, because you've had two looks at the past and you get a different perspective on things. Okay?" Not really." It's all right, it takes a bit of explaining. Excuse me if I carry on working." She took a swig of coffee, put on an enormous pair of glasses and started hammering figures into the computer at lightning speed. She had to sit slightly sideways on, working around her breasts. Rows of data started.