That, she told herself was bad enough, but when she had come down to fix breakfast this morning, Terry could not help but notice how gingerly she move..., the pleasures of last night making any movement this morning agonizing. When he had inquired as to why she was walking in such a manner, Angilee, caught off guard and on the spur of the moment, had related that she had been gardening yesterday evening and fallen back on a garden rake. The story sounded fishy, even to Angilee as she was telling. We both were doing our final year project together, so i spent a lot of time at his place. Watching sarla with her tall figure, musky scent and sexy face would always put me in a good mood. couple of times here and there sarla aunty caught me staring at her, but i doubt she suspected anything serious .One such hot afternoon made my lust explode. Sarla had returned from the market when suddenly her son was called by the people living downstairs to help them with something. he hurried down. I was. After the lecture Sara told the big guy his name and birthdate, plus that he was a bodyguard for the Sharks. This shook him up, in his mind it meant the other Shark had already betrayed him. Then she said, “You know, a big good-looking guy like you could be a real problem. We don’t have any solitary confinement or really any punishments. So I will tell you what; the first time you get out of line physically we will knock you out with drugs and cut those big biceps off completely. You will eat. "C'mon down! Breakfast is ready, and I need to talk to you about something."Crap. More bullshit about entering a seminary. Well, he wasn't going to do it. As crappy as school was, and as little as they actually taught, he wasn't going to Church Camp his mother had been riding him about for the summer. It was bad enough that she kept putting all that religious bullshit in his room (he just threw it all out. She never complained, but also never seemed to run out of crosses and bibles to leave up.