While Mr. Khan needed constant care, Junaid was struggling to find a caretaker for him. The nurses were costly; he wanted some maid for this job.While...the residents of Prem Nivas were busy enjoying the chilly evening, Induja Nair, Mrs. Nair’s sister in law, had arrived alongside a man dressed in orange robes. Induja was an Asst.Professor in Seema’s college and until now was living alone while her husband (Mrs. Nair’s brother, Ajay) was working in a Gulf country, but now she had come to live. Luckily Jerry didn't make me wait that long and we both were out of the lobby area quickly and made our way down the sidewalk to a little diner that is about a block or two from the office.As we were walking into the dinner, I noticed that it looked like just about the entire wait staff was naked. As you can imagine, I didn't have any problem with that. Soon, we were seated and our waitress walked up to us carrying her digital pad and took our drink order. I remember us talking about how. ’ I figured that flattery might just get him interested. ‘And what makes you think that I’m interested in your problem?’ At least he didn’t tell me to go away this time. ‘My lecturer has told me that he can’t or won’t help me, he reckons that it’s because he doesn’t know the answer, and he did tell me that the only person he knew that just might have an answer would be you.’ ‘What fool have you been talking to?’ ‘Professor Hartley, Jeremy Hartley.’ ‘I’m not surprised that he can’t help you,. Have fun!After the three boys had used and fucked me as their little fucktoy, they left me alone in the empty room and went off to play cricket. I was feeling drained and hungry. I looked towards the open door and lo, our hostel ward boy saw me naked and covered in spit and cum. Our ward boy (Pandit bhaiya) was a total DILF (Dad I’d Like to Fuck). He was around 50, with strong arms and average build and I had often heard rumors that he had fooled around with some of the boys at night. I liked.