She asked is it all. I said yes. She came near me I said not now I bet that you can’t live without talking to boys if you can prove that you can do ...his for getting me. She said I can do everything for you. I said ok we will see.In the school I see her she was seating on her place she was quite and reading a boy came there and said hi but to my surprise she didn’t replied .she stopped talking to boys it is like 10 days now she didn’t talked to any boy. after some days I thought that maybe be. For the most part: I hadn’t been teaching a week when a female student of mine, 19 years old, died in a motorcycle wreck. Her Buddhist funeral went on all day. Along with her other teachers, I arrived for the last couple hours. There were about a hundred people there, including her English major class of 30 students, this figure not counting twenty lean monks in bright orange suits. The head monk read Buddhist scripture from scrolls and when these long readings paused, the other monks would. He moved his hands over her tits and squeezed them before unstrapping her bra. Soon after he freed them from the bra cup’s grips, his hands crushed the melons, making them red. His finger pinched her pinkish-brown nipples.Savita was dripping wet now, well-lubricated to welcome his cock. He peeled her panty and pushed her to a chair. Savita lifted her thighs to let him penetrate her. Soon the room filled with smacking sounds he made by thrusting his erect cock inside her wet pussy.But Savita. "Let's go inside and rest a bit before we leave." I figured if he sleptfor a couple of hours, he'd be sober enough to take me home. Sure, I'dbe exhausted in the morning, but at least I would safe.He stood up, swayed a bit, then scooped me up into his arms like he hadwhen we arrived. "I have a better idea," he said as he began movingtoward the undulating water. "Let's go for a swim."I shook my head rapidly from side to side. "Tony, I don't have a bathingsuit." We were feet away from the pool's.