Slowly, Ann's face came into focus. She was standing over me, looking at me like she was scared. I must have looked a mess to her. Still, I couldn't b...ing myself to say anything. I opened my mouth to speak, but choked on my tears."Aw, Christ," Ann said.Ann punched one of the buttons, and the doors closed. I felt the elevator begin to ascend again, but didn't know where we were going. So long as it wasn't back to George's room, I didn't care. I didn't want to see that bastard's face ever. The driver dropped Michele off at a small but well-appointed and obviously expensive town house and as Michele walked up to the door it opened wide and there was Dr Stephen Mortlock esq ginning at her. He was wearing a smoking jacket and slippers and didn’t appear to be wearing much of anything else.“You look stunning my dear; or should I call you nurse?” he beamed, holding out his hand.As soon as she was inside the house, Stephen’s demeanour changed. He was no longer the pleasant gentleman who. I reach behind her and pull her hair tie out, letting her long tresses fall around her face, and down her back. She kisses me, deeply, passionately. I slide my hand up her belly and unhook her bra from the front. she flicks it off her shoulders and arches her back as I take one of her breasts into my mouth. I bite softly and she grabs a fistful of my hair pulling harder until let go, kissing the other. I start taking my pants off, and she rolls me onto my back, yanking them off and tossing them. Phir Princple Sahab mujh se kehnay lagay, ha to Ghazal ab tum batao kay tumhare sath kia kia jaay? Main kehnay lagi, Principle main kia keh sakti hoon ab to jo bhi karna aap sab nay mil kar karna hay. Meri baat sunkar Princple Sahab muskaray aur bolay yani hum jo bhi saza tumhe dain wo tumhe manzoor hogi. Main boli, jee ha Sir mujhe manzoor hogi balkay main request karongi kay mujhe aesi saza di jaay jis may sab ka faida ho. Meri baat sunkar Princple Sahab hans diye aur bolay ha tumhe wo hi.