Hugh certainly thinks so.”Grace looked down again.“He’ll be having you in soon to give you your annual appraisal. You see if I’m not right.”...race bit her lip and then smiled brilliantly. “Thanks, Anthea. That’s a comfort. And,” she went on, “thrilling!”Stephen came in at that moment and Anthea rose to greet him with a hug and a kiss. He returned them and then smiled warmly at Grace.“A happy young lady again,” he said.Grace nodded vehemently.“Ah, young love! However, to bring you down to earth. I loved it when they’d playback the photos on his large TV for everyone’s entertainment, looking at the camera with a fat cock in my mouth whilst another blokes spunk was running down my face; having two cocks up my cunt with another in my mouth gives an idea of the slut he’d turned me into.Anyway, to return to the present, as I opened the door David was at the bottom of the stairs, hi Carol he said, understand Mike your husband is away, do you want to come up for a meal later, have a couple of. I had seen her during some cultural event organized by Indian Students Association. She was wearing orange colored saree which was below her navel and a backless blouse. Her navel is round and deep which I always wanted to kiss. I was attracted towards her, but since she was in a different group, I didn’t have courage to talk to her.One fine day in next semester, some friend of mine (who was her acquaintance) introduced her to me as she had some questions about a course that I had taken in. “You hit your girlfriend. I think that’s fucking low!”He was taken aback, “What...?” What the fuck was this? Was she police or something? “What the hell are you talking about?”Michelle unfolded her arms, letting the trench coat fall open and stabbing a finger at him, “You hit your fucking girlfriend. What kind of asshole hits their fucking girlfriend?!”“Look sweetheart, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” buckling a little, a kind of fear in him. Who the hell was this woman and what.