My year seven spies told me you were back. What can I do to help?"Chris handed him the letter, along with copies of the first two. He read them quickl..., and then looked back up, fire in his eyes. "You're going to fight back?"Chris nodded, smiling grimly."I'll help. I'll do whatever I can." Sir, we're going to talk to our class, then we'll come and talk to you. Would you be able to make us some copies of those?"Mr Cartwright nodded, and then the lunch siren went. "I'll go and make you some. Shadi ke kuch saal tak bahar nikalne bhi nahi dete.Actually, mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki kya bolu?Fir Anshika hi boli- Daksh! Mujhe really kafi jyada sex karna hai.Main- Doctor se treatment agar hota hai to karwa le.Anshika- Tu pagal hai kya? Main samne se bol rahi hu ki mujhe sex chahiye to samajh nahi aa raha ki mujhe tere se sex chahiye?Main surprised hua lekin usse kafi jyada khush ho gaya ki finally mujhe Anshika ko chodne ka mauka milega.Maine kuch der nahi bola to wahi boli- Dekh!. It was just past my 38th birthday and I stayed a couple of days over for a little rest and relaxation. I was in the hotel bar one night having a margarita and started talking with three younger guys. I was a little tipsy and flirty with them and they were very forward with me. Okay, so I had already had sex with two men at one time, why not go for three? I would never see them again, so no harm, no foul. Just leaving the bar with all three of them was such a turn on. The people in there. Itpleased me that he was so passive, in some ways. That he always seemedhappy with what he was given, and never asked for more, excited me and,perversely, made me want to give him more. Intimacy with me was a giftthat I gave freely and he was always so thankful and grateful that it wasalways a pleasure to give again.One day we were alone together in my bedroom, with his arms about me andhis head resting on my chest. I took his hand and guided it to my thigh,up under my skirt, to my panties. .