" I'd love to try it but I'm in a hurry."He pulls into the parking lot at Wilshire and Alvarado finds a spot awayfrom the lights.He opens the door, ro...ls his seat forward and gets in the back."Back here, Tyla." I sit next to him. His pants are already pulled down.He puts his hand on the back of my scull and presses my face into his lap."OK, baby. I'm late and in a hurry, so you'll have to finish your monologuewhen you're done here."I take him in a gulp and push him past my tonsils. He's. .and making you be Daisy was a test of your sincerity? Pretty weirdtest!" Well there might have been a little more to it than that." I paused.She looked at me encouragingly. "On the night she came to the pantoshe dragged me back to her place... in drag, as a sort of real-worldvariant of Sarah the Cook. It seemed that something about her loverbeing in women's underwear gives her an additional... stimulus... inthe bedroom."Margaret laughed. "I'd heard of couples where that sort of. ” Sarpanch realized that, and so he hinted to his assistant to bring that guy.That guy is none other than the sarpanch’s youngest son Vijay. This guy is just nineteen and yet has quite a reputation for making shameful . Everybody knows that still, nobody dares to put the blame on him directly.“Yes, father. You called me,” said Vijay after arriving at the scene.“Do you know anything about this poor girl’s video?” asked his father.Vijay took some time to recognize Kusum. But when he did, he had a. Suddenly we hearda car door slam; we had been too engrossed in thephotos to hear the car approach. It was too late to flee to the car, the occupant wouldbe walking in any second, quickly I grabbed Mary’s handand pulled her into the toilet cubicle, swiftly closingthe door as we heard the sound of footsteps enteringthe toilet. I suddenly realised that we had left Mary’scoat on the sinks, I whispered this to her and shegasped her phone was in the pocket, I went to open thedoor and she.