She made her way through the crowd, her hips swaying, my mind moaning as I mind-fucked her at least a half dozen times before she pulled out the chair...and sat down. I looked into her eyes. I knew these eyes, but I just couldn't place which of my students they belonged to. My eyes left hers and drifted down to her chest. God damn! I wanted those tits. Wanted to lick on them, fondle them, fuck them if I could. Her lips curled up. She reached up and slowly pushed the bra up off her tits, a sign. This is weird for me. I want to keep beingDanny's friend. I'm not the kind of asshole who turns on someone. Welive in a judgmental world, so I know some people will. But that's asfar as it goes. I don't want to be ... one of those." Too bad," Sarah said. "Your ass is kind of cute." Leave my ass out of this," I said."Your ass does nothing for me," Sarah said. "But I can't speak forDana."* *On Saturday night, two days before the article was scheduled to come out(like Danny), Sarah and I showed up. I went to my closet and found a cute short sundress. Thedress covered me so I skipped the bra. I looked in themirror. I looked pretty, not sexy, not slutty, butpretty. For fun I messed up my hair a bit. Now I lookedlike the girl next door who just did something naughty.Perfect I thought.I went out and showed Jon. I did a little spin.He said, “Wow, you look great.”I liked the compliment.Jon said “I can’t wait to show Dave what a hotgirlfriend I have.”The thought of Jon getting excited by showing. I pulled her up by her hair and made her stand in front of me. She now opened her eyes and said “ye kya kar diya tum ne”. I gave her a tight slap on her face and said “tu bhool gayi kya, tu mujhe DAMAD Ji bolegi – ab sorry bol”, she was terrified and said “sorry damad ji”, Me: “ab sun saali randi, ye meri cum mat dhona, ha tu ise chaat lena”. She was further shocked, but said nothing. She was still wearing the blouse and bra, I told her to remove them now. She slowly started removing the hooks.