I live dual lives. During the day, I am a student in a prestigious college of Bangalore; who is an easygoing nerd, keeps to himself mostly and doesn�...t bother a single soul BUT at night, I am a vigilante toilet cleaner who scrubs away the stains in latrines all over the city with Domex and Harpic.This sex story is about me and my crush Divya (name changed), a student in my college. She is a petite Andhra beauty with flawless milk-white alabaster skin and long dark hair which she ties in a. He thought as he kissed the skin between her shoulder and ear. He had to tell her about… The thought was brought up short as Adeeana rubbed her backside against his hardening length, tilting her head back to give him her throat. She gasped as he ripped the scraps of lace under her shirt that kept him from her skin and then moaned as he kneaded each breast in turn paying almost painful attention to her nipples. His claws scraped down her rib cage until they rested on both hips twining the fabric. "But it's one of yours!" I said."Do you see any of your own around here?" Elizabeth replied tying herapron around me. I had to admit she had a point. "Besides pink is yourcolour and it helps keep your clothes clean and I could do with nothaving to wash them too regularly as you know finances are tight."She had a point about saving money but it felt funny having her tie thebow behind me and I was beginning to feel a bit feminine. I wanted toget out of the apron as soon as possible but. I was now down under the table trying to load the crossbow as fast I couldwith one of the sharp 8-inch-long, hunting arrows I had with me. Thehitman had no idea what I was doing, because he was too busy trying to getLynn to tell him where Jack was hiding. Once I had the bow loaded andready to fire, I came back up from under the table and looked over towhere the hitman was standing. I saw that he was still holding the gun toLynn's face, and yelling for Lynn to tell him where I was hiding..