She would be receiving a little money now from the insurance, so she could hire some of the young boys in town to help her. Maybe that nice Peters boy...that Patty was seeing so much of lately.She walked up to the old tool shed. There was an enormously thick tangle of high grass and bushes growing behind it. This should probably be the first place to start, she surmised. The beautiful young mother was gazing around, noticing the weeds and shaking her head at the mess, when she heard panting. I kept him in my mouth until he was spent, before pullinghim from my mouth, his cock now sporting 3 distinct rings in the nudeshade of my now ruined lipstick.I carefully placed his cock pack in his pants and zipped him back up.I was desperate to go and wash my mouth out, but I felt obliged topretend i had enjoyed what I had just done. We sat watching tv foralittle longer , with Allens wandering hands alternating betweenkneading my breasts like they were two huge balls of dough, andrunning them. You know what happened simply for my learning law from you, I can’t risk it again. Mom won’t even talk to me.”He put his hand on my face, caressing my cheek. “Don’t send me away, Bardhini. Please. I promise no one will find out. Please.”“Kulkarni chacha, no. I can’t. We can’t. You know this.”He smiled at me, and shook his head. He was cute; I’ll give him that, with his messy black hair, pout lip and pleading eyes. “I’m prepared to beg.” I shook my head at him and stared toward the door. My hand. "No Paul. Like I said, we at the FBM don't approve of rewriting people'smemories. The spell rewrote it once. It's too dangerous - and unethical -to rewrite again. You've been Paula the lazy student, as you put it. ThenPaul the quiet student. Now you'll be Paula the quiet student. You'll haveyour quiet and studious manner. And you'll have Paula's good looks." Whoever cast that spell, wanted to improve your life Paul. By undoing it,it will actually be improving it more. You'll be Paula - the way.