As I tried to close the window, a box fell from above the furniture and hit my head. I fell down and passed out.“Prashant Saheb, wake up.” I heard...these voices“Saheb, you are getting late. It is already 7 am. Your chai (tea) is ready.I slowly opened my eyes and saw a man standing right in front of me with tea in his hands.“You never sleep till 7 am’. He said. Are you okay”?I silently watched him for some seconds and said “Who are you and is this a dream?”He was surprised and said “Saheb, I. Hailey: Yeah I'll be finished soon. I'll call you later. ...I started to pick up the pace while she tried not to make a sound. She turned to look at me as though she was enjoying her conversation with her boyfriend while getting fucked. Hailey: I love you too. Bye! ...Nice touch Hailey. Are you seriously fucking kidding me!? Because of that display of despicable conduct on her part, I started to pull her long hair as hard as I could while I pushed my hard, thick cock deep inside her. I pumped. But then she takes my hand and squeezes it softly. "That was so bad, I can imagine that you did not want anything to do with girls after that. It was so mean," she sighs. "But why did you change your mind now?" I don't know," as I shrug, "I just feel that I need something more in my life, someone to share things with, I guess. And I just want to learn to do this better before I meet someone else and repeat that disaster. That would mean I would not want to do it ever again."I can see she nods. Her dark hair was up, as usual, and she was never without her black rimmed glasses. Whether she needed them to read or not, James didn't know, but they certainly were the distinguishing feature that completed her "amazon librarian from hell" image.Unsurprisingly, she was wearing one of the many iterations of her Bayonetta costume. They all had subtle differences but always the same central features. Black leather covered most of her body from her shapely shoulders down past her wonderfully wide.