It all sounded so simple, right? Well, it might have been, had the school not already been a buzz about how I was personally responsible for getting P...incipal Hayden fired. Now, it’s not as if anyone felt I did them a great disservice by ridding the halls of his presence, but when you slay someone who frightened the masses, you can often find yourself being the one who’s feared. I tried to be nonchalant about the whole thing, and squelch everyone’s inquiries into what happened, but Principal. Roger, however, was finding the girls hard to even talk too, being in a boys college didn’t help, and most of the girls his unsophisticated attempts at chat were aimed at, not showing much interest. He came to look forward to that ride on the bus each day with his aunt, she was an approachable woman who listened sympathetically to his woes, and worries, though the bus was hardly the place he could signal he had a problem and she would invite him to “come chat this evening!”. At home his room. What can I say? It worked. So, when I was watching them, they knew. They weren't so uch fucking as performing for me. The fact that I was watching them, mom confided, had driven dad crazy with lust. Now awake, laying naked next to my mother as she told me all this, I became wet knowing dad had wanted me for so long. Under the sheets, unaware to mom, my nipples were hardening. Thinking that my mother had assisted my father in having sex with me, fucking me. Her telling me this story only made. Let the old man see what he is missing". Varsha agreed and both went to sleep. Next morning, at around 6:55, Varsha went to the balcony to see when Mr. Aiyyar entered the building.Like Sanjay said, Mr. Aiyyar returned from his morning walk sharp at 7:00. After seeing Mr. Aiyyar entering the building, Varsha went towards the main door and waited till she heard the lift stopping at the 4th floor.As soon as lift stopped, Varsha opened the door and bent down to pick the newspaper. As Mr. Aiyyar.