Kartik mistook Annie for one of his models and said,“You cannot eat! You must squeeze into my clothes, no belly!!!”Savita entered the scene and sa...d, “She’s not one of your models, Kartik! She’s a friend I invited backstage…”Kartik was happy to see Savita. He brought both his hand together and persuaded Savita.He said, “I need you to model for me, pretty Savita! Anju is in the hospital with bulimia, so I’m a model short!”Savita hesitated a bit at first, then she thought, “This show will totally. The principal's secretary phoned my home. There was no response. (I don't know why Rob didn't answer. Maybe he went for a walk.) Then they tried Rachel's home. No one answered there, either. They were now too flustered to ask either of us a sensible question.Rachel looked frightened. "Don't fret," I whispered. "There's nothing they can do to you." Well, young man," said the principal, "what do you have to say for yourself?" As to what, sir?" As to your insulting Mr. Simmonds." I didn't insult. "Somehow I don't think that's going to be a bad thing," Christin replied. "When's the party?" Two weeks from Saturday, 7:00 PM until, well if you get so drunk you can’t walk, you'll have to spend the night, so until morning. I'm sure I can find a nice comfortable bed to put you in." Ooh," she cooed. "I may have to drink more than usual then." I'll make sure of it," I quipped back, continuing our saucy talk."Since Alice won't be around, whose bed will I be in?" she teased."Let's just say that. I finally was rewarded with a big mouthful of hot sticky cum, just when Victor pulled at the parking lot in that stupid party…Once inside, Victor and I just split out and a while later, I was getting bored by the second; so, I decided it was time to have fun.I saw my sweet hubby talking to other people; so I went over him and put my wet thong into his hand, as the couple looked at it.Victor just smelled it, before putting the cloth into his pocket. I smiled at them and excused myself, slowly.