..in his house only. I tried to cover my boobs, but it was too late. He already had seen a lot. I asked him where was Vipin. He said that Vipin had to...go to his office for a bit and I am here to give you company. I sat down and called up Vipin and asked him what the hell is going on.He apologized and said that there was an emergency at work. He also asked me laughingly that i can do whatever I want with his friend. I told him to shut up and i hung up. Then I talked to the guy for a bit. My. As I pass your room I hear you whimper softly. I push your door open slightly to see if you are awake. Your bed is a tangled mess again and, like before, you are laid face down. Only this time your nightie is up around your waist. Your youthful, rounded bottom gleams palely in the moonlight and I can see the shadow of your sex and the rosebud mark between your slightly spread thighs. I stand quietly watching you. You are so beautiful. Only on the verge of full womanhood, but so very desirable.. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or if you have maybe been joking with me. But you are really here!Me: well, hop in the car and let’s go home then. I’m pretty sure you don’t want to spend another second here.Samer: I can’t wait to get out of here, although I must say, I’ve made some really good friends here, and we had each others back.Having said that, he waves from the car to a bunch of maybe five or six guys his age and loudly tells them something in Arabic language. Just hearing that sexy. Fucking genius indeed! Bob didn't know anything more about him other than a few facts that anyone 'working' the local cottages couldn't work out if they kept their eyes open. "Stand in it" is about as much as I've ever heard him say" said Bob. "Never wants to talk. Not like you, you never shut up!" said Bob, more than a little ironically as it was me that usually nursed my coffee whilst being regaled with 'the latest' from him, which rarely amounted to much more than who he'd 'had' since the.