"You are a man, not a boy," she stated. "How old are you?" Um, twenty-one, almost twenty-two," I replied."Hmm, you look older. My daughter told me it ...as a boy from school coming, not a man," she stated as she looked over at Jahzara. "Clearly, she does not know the difference yet."Jahzara rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. "Mother...." It is fine," Zala said with a wave of her hand. "I prefer to spend time with a man; it will be more comfortable."Zala looked me over again. "Jean? Are you. It was already past nine.We stood like that by the door for about 20 seconds i guess, so to avoid someone seeing us together i had to pull her inside. She had this inevitable grin on her face. I have never felt so impatient in my life. A star hotel room, a/c, ambient lighting, a pretty girl as shwetha in front of me and i had to hold down my horses for the sake of what..?!?! Exams !!!! Ewww….!!! But that is exactly what i did even though i wanted to pound on her like a tiger as much as she. I TOLD him I was sorry for being late" she thought. He started with a spritzing of cold water. Not much, it felt sort of like the density that comes out of a spray bottle. First her breast then her freshly shaven pussy. It was cold enough to cause her nipples to harden. That wasn't enough of a reaction it seemed. Soon she felt the lips of her pussy being opened and a long cold object filling her. "It's ice" she thought as she felt the first melted drip roll down her long legs. As he began to. The key could be anywhere.There were thousands of places about the room where such a small article could be hidden. The anger within her rushed out suddenly, a sense of helplessness replacing it. How could Boyd do this to her? She felt like crying. But no. No, by God! She'd show Boyd. Two could play the same game. She'dpretend to go along with the mood of the party. Maybe if she made a spectacle of herself he would come to his senses and do something to get them both out of there before it.