I think I tried to live his life for him. I backed out frequently allowing him freedom to chose, he didn't.Maybe that was his choice.My mom was a piec... of art. I thought she was stupider. But she could listen. We told her everything. She had lots and lots of friends. Getting to a strange place, u'd expect her to make a few friends within minutes. People talked to her. She could have been a super therapist. Never did she tell them that she knew better. Whenever I confronted her, she d put a. Her name is shruti my biologu teacher and she is 25. She is a very frndly teacher and always moves very closely wid evry student. Her parents live in delhi and she is living in a private room as tenant. Myself being a bright student evry teacher concentrates on me.FFComing to my daarling she is very sexy with curly hair and tight chudidhhar exposing her tight boobs(heavy cleavage). She wears her pyjama till her knee and her thighs were very huge and sexyy.Sometimes she wears saree and on that. We have off-world trackers on his vehicles, so following him won't be a problem. The son-of-a-bitch is rich, though, and rents or owns several houses or cabins, and ... I doubt that we know all of them. Apparently his flunky has given the kidnapper directions at a prior time, since no one mentioned it during the conversations we heard. But the diplomat apparently has something else he has to do tonight. The kidnappers are to stay with the girls at the unknown location until late tomorrow when. Jemma’s hand came up to stroke my cheek, “No need to be embarrassed.” They asked us to join then sitting in their private lounge, which we did with pleasure. “You know…” Jemma began, “You don’t have to sit there looking so sheepish both of you. This is a private party, thrown for us by our managers, only they decided to pull out. And well, to be honest, I quite liked the look of you both.” “W-what do you mean?” I stammered pathetically. “Well, what she means, is that your looks and.