During the trail of my divorce I came out my house and rented an apartment. I didn’t want to meet people but my parents wanted me to get diverted so...I did what I liked the most. I started tutoring. No one would believe a girl who liked me would teach. Most of them thought I myself was a student and I thought 18 year olds. Out of my four students only two should up that day. They were my landlord’s kids, Rishi and Raghu. They were identical twins and it took me few days to differentiate from one. "At least allow us to pack a change for tomorrow," Lila said."Oh sure but no jeans and no salwar kameez," Ramu said."What's wrong with them?" Saaima asked."We want quick access to your choot when we desire to fuck you," Ramu chuckled."Aye, aye, sir," Lila said saluting Ramu.Their faces were flushed when they returned with a small suitcase. "Have you two been fighting?" I asked."Sort of," Lila said, "I told her that we lost our virginity due to her stubbornness." What difference does it make, I. ”My heart raced, I couldn't speak. My dad just stared at me for a moment. “Is that what you want? To be my girlfriend?”My whole body was shaking now. All I could do was nod meekly. “It's what I’ve always wanted, Daddy.”My Daddy just stared at me with a new hunger in his eyes. Without breaking eye contact, he signaled the waiter for the check. He placed his hand on my thigh under the table and squeezed it tightly. He leaned over and whispered “You’re going to make me a very happy man.” I. Jean could only stare at them in bewilderment, while her swimming brain struggled to make sense from their statements... until slowly, a series of vile and horrifying recollections began to flash through her mind, adding sudden anxiety to her quaimish stomach. Her lovely green-eyes widened in growing panic. She exclaimed:"I-I'm in the Home, aren't I... ! Oh God... aren't I... ?" There, there, Baby, now don't get yourself all up tight," Sandy soothed gently, chafing the blonde girl's hand.