You quickly got an e-mail reply from a woman named Rachel. From what she had said in her e-mails she was eighteen months younger than you, on her last...year of studying for her Masters Degree and was employed as a waitress part time to pay the bills. She has already visited the house with a letting agent when you were out working. She is moving in tonight.The bell rings again, awakening you from your thoughts. You look outside the window nearest to you, and you discover to see that it was. Again bus started and the man who stood behinds me started hitting, rubbing and falling upon me . I controlled myself and i could able to say anything to him because the bus condition was like that.After passing certain time, I dont know why my body reacting for this action of that oldman.When ever he hits my ass with his rod, I was feeling unexplainable joy in my heart.Unknowingly myself started rubbing my ass to his rod and not even cared the persons stood near me. Koti came and I got down. Since it was heavy.. She couldn’t lift her luggage… So I voluntarily helped her in keeping her luggage above to her seat, she thanked me with a cute smile… I acknowledged her… then I came to my seat and started reading books… Train started… after few minutes… she was asking “what time train will reach Coimbatore” I was telling her that “Around 2.15pm train will reach Coimbatore”.Slowly we started chatting. She introduced her name (Sandya), She is married, She was 32 year old ( I came to know. He hoped he hadn’t created a monster. Until that morning before first period.“Hey, Kayla,” Kareem and Kenyon said in unison.“Kareem and Kenyon. Well. How you boys doing?"“She knows us?" Kareem said to his brother.“Of course, stupid. It’s not exactly hard to find us... And she’s fucking Sam. Oh, my bad,” Kenyon said to Kareem.“It’s ok, not exactly used to this popularity yet,” Kayla said. “You’re not? I mean, look at you. You’re hot as fuck. I bet any dude would have you,” Kareem said.“Damn.