She noticed the wetness of my pants, smiled and drew her nightgown lower. Then she got up and went to her room. As I were walking to my friend’s roo..., I heard soft moan coming from her room. Then I knew that this wasn’t the last time we’ll have this game. Few months passed when I didn’t saw her again. Until the one afternoon when I stood behind their door. I rang the doorbell. I went speechless as she opened the door. She was wearing black, short and tight top and tight jeans. She had her brown. ‘So what do you have on the Crimson King?’ ‘Nothing much. No one has ever seen him.’ ‘No one? Oh, come on, Jake! This sounds like a bad rerun. This is not ‘Night Stalker’, you know.’ ‘I don’t know, Sam.’ Jake plopped himself in one of her visitor chairs. ‘I’ve heard a lot of strange stuff about the Crimson King.’ ‘So?’ ‘No one I’ve ever spoken to has ever gotten anywhere with an investigation of this creep.’ ‘Any leftovers?’ ‘Other than the bodies? No. No forensic items.’ ‘What about blood?’. ”“Well,” replied Bill, “you know these senior Republicans are the nosiest bunch around!”No sooner were the words out of his mouth when, sure enough, a curious old woman walked to the window, had a peek, and in a soft voice asked, “What are you selling here?”Hillary, still reeling from the presidential loss, replied sarcastically, “We’re selling assholes!”Without skipping a beat, the old dear added, “Then you must be doing well for you only have two left.”I was in the six item express lane at. After reaching my room, I masturbated twice in the bathroom thinking of fucking Saranya in different angles and then went to sleep. I saw a message in WhatsApp from Saranya.Saru: HiMe: HiS: em chestunav(What doing?)Me: Trying to sleepS: You were doing something in the cab all day. Why don’t you do something elseMe: What do you want me to do?S: Your wishMe: nothing to do, as I am single  in room (I mean to say, my room mate is not in room)S: Ahaa, Then why don’t you mingle with some one.I.