He traveled all through the way from Pune to Mangalore. You guys can imagine how boring it is to listen to another guy’s love-affection story from a...girl. But I continued because she only calls me and tells (no need to spend your mobile balance) and after my office job, most of the time I was pretty jobless.The turning point happened on a midnight 1am. That was a Saturday night I was pretty late to sleep.As soon as I slept my phone rang. It was shari. I asked what happened and why you called me. I told her that I was a traditionalist. Nikki then asked me to prove it. As you can imagine the atmosphere was now charged. I said that I would show her mine if she showed me hers. She smiled and started to lift her skirt. By the time I could see the tops of her stockings I was fully hard and had to adjust myself to try and make it less obvious. She pulled the skirt right up to her waist and leaned against the writing desk. With her legs slightly opened I could clearly see the outline of. "It's so great to see you, Mandy.".."It's wonderful to finally see you again too, Claire. I've missed you terribly. " She stood in the doorway brushing snow from her dirty-blonde hair. Dirty-blonde wasn't really its color so much as a statement about her aversion to Head and Shoulders. Taking a hint I invited her inside, out of the bitter wind. The snow was now blowing sideways."You have certainly filled out since I saw you last, hun," I said."I might have put on a pound or two. Thanks for. I find a note from Cynthia telling me that she’s off to run some errands and to have a good day at school. She’s a sweetheart.Finishing up my breakfast, I take a shower and hop into my car to drive to school for another exciting day of mindless boredom. I get to the classroom and sit down, flipping through my phone to pass the time. I see the two blonde girls walk in wearing shorts that barely conceal their asses. They don’t notice me at all.Class has been easier to get through the past few.