Uh..." he looked at his notepad, " ... Mr. Davis character, see what he's got to say about all this."They didn't have a scanner either apparently, so ...eputy Bluett, was asking the sorts of things that a computer would have told him in about two seconds. He wasn't asking me if I was a girl or not though. He figured he knew that already and I didn't correct his assumption." ... Stole you after school, huh? He's a teacher? Okay ... Memphis, Tennessee, right, I got that..." the deputy was nodding. It was a six-hour tape and what with work and other things it took me two days to see it all. There wasn't anyway that I was going to be able to watch all seven of the rest before John and Wanda got home so I got busy and copied them and set them aside so I could watch them at my leisure. I'd made a diagram when I'd taken the stuff so I went back and put every thing back just the way I found it. I'd never be able to look at Wanda again without getting an immediate hard on and it wouldn't matter. Waves of heat and passion began to rise from my soul. I felt her hands on my body whilst sleeping. I saw her strawberry colored lips moving and forming words. I saw her thick tongue gliding within her mouth. My mind was her theater, where she would perform for me on a stage with a black back drop. I would sit in the audience as she teased and pulled at my heart. My desire for her would breach, and I would cast roses upon her feet. Her performance becoming increasingly sultry each time I watched. So here I am with a new story. So this actually happened in Mumbai where I was for an official trip.I am 26 year old living in Delhi. I was in Mumbai for a project and I was required to be there for 2 weeks. The client has set me up in their guest house which was situated in Dadar. Guest house was simple, 4 rooms on the 4th floor of that building. There was a care taker named Vishnu, he was from Nepal and a cook name Preeti, she was a marathi lady in her late 20s. Preeti has a great body, slim.