She was all neat and clean shaved. I didn’t expect such hygiene from a woman in a village. I saw her ass when she bent down to clean her feet with t...e soap. My heart never had such a fast beat. I had a boner in that cold water till my neck.I couldn’t resist her beauty. I was in a dilemma about whether to get out of the drum or stay back. Her body invited me but my fear made me step back. I was also thinking what if my parents get to know about it. With all these thoughts in my mind, I stayed. Every one should know that..I said Ok madam.. I will look for getting a uniform, but madam this is only for two weeks correct..Madam said whether it is one day or two weeks doesn’t matter .. proper dressing is always required.. She then said. Ok Mr Deepak you don’t hv to go for the uniform, but be in formal dress..Once reached office, she quickly left the car without saying any thing.. I parked the car in basement and decided to take a tea from a nearby tea shop.. There I found few more. When he’d come, it seemed never-ending, like he’d pumped a gallon of jizz down his throat before slapping his still hard cock against Blanket’s face.Blanket had a faraway look on his face while he told us about what happened afterwards. Daddy’d patted him on the head and told him he was a good son and how proud he was of him. Best day of my life, Blanket told us. I’ll never forget how his hand felt. Strong but kind. Tender even.When it was my turn, I paused, thinking back. The story that stuck. I couldsee Scott and my dad in the control booth, and the look on their facesas I sang was one of awe. The new song was apparently one the studio was floating around to someof their top scouts. They were looking for a young girl who could makethe song skyrocket up the hit charts. According to Scott, I was exactlywhat they were looking for. He was acting like a kid on Christmasmorning as he burned a copy of the CD, and placed it into his briefcase,muttering something about how long he would have.