She looked at me sitting right next to her, reading over her shoulder, and kissed me. This was not the first time we had kissed, we were each other’... first kiss. Hell ever since that first kiss a year or so back, we couldn’t stop. Our parents actually thought it was rather funny. But this kiss was a different one. It was hard and long. “What the hell was that for?” I ask with a laugh. “Just because”. “Oh Horse Shit. You have a reason for everything so spill the beans. What are you thinking. Dear Lauren cried harder as I did this, almost as if she knew what was coming next. She didnt, or else she would be screaming her fuckin head off again. I then cut part of her tight blouse off, nicking her upper back a bit in the proccess. It would be okay. Thered be many more nicks in the future for her. I then, of course, ripped the rest of it off. I then cut the straps on her bra, until that too could be removed easily. She was then completely exposed, besides her panties, and I could see. After some time luckily my boss ask me to train Shilpa in computer programming and other paperwork. I started to trained her and within few days we were friends and open with each other. One day she came with a blue scar on her neck. I asked her about that she tried to avoid replying but when I insist she said, “this is sign of love” you will not understand. I replied ohh ho its mean last night you didn’t slept also. She hesitantly replied yes. I pass some more comments and said show me more. Double standards, Jack. You, who is so vehement against the dual standards displayed by the leaders of Society, seem ready to employ them whenever it suits you."As Amy finished her rebuke, face red and eyes blazing, I saw the mendacity of my thinking. Put in those terms I could only agree with her.Once again I had to apologise, this time for my obtuse and duplicitous conduct.Amy's voice softened. "I know you are only concerned that I would be divorced, should our affair be discovered, before I.