Me: How about dinner together?Jaita: Yeah sure, we will.We reached Hyderabad and went to the hotel in the same CAB. I rested in my room for a while an... I order a piece of cake. I took the cake and went to her room and knock on her door. She opened the door. Damn, she was in the bathrobe. Wet hairs were driving me crazy.I rested my head on the door and said, “Haye maar hi dalo.” (Kill me). She replied shut up and come.Me: See what I have bought for you.Jaita: Woww I love cake.Me: Thanks and let. So much for that. It felt amazing when he actually came. It made me even hornier to know that I made him do that. He then proceeded to jerk me off, like I did him. the next morning, we behaved like nothing had happened. But at night, the same thing happened again.Thats how the next 3 days went as well. Jerked each other off at night and behaved like nothing happened in the morning. We even hung out with friends sometimes. Just doing normal stuff. Then came his second last day.My family wasn't. I just couldn't keep my eyes off of them, the soft curve where they were supported by her bra, they way they seemed to hang as she bent down, I just wanted to grab a hold of them and squeeze them. I'm so sure she was egging me on each time she bent down.She asked if I wanted a coffee or anything, which I accepted, so our conversation took us through to their kitchen, which is a small and cramped affair, meaning we were in close proximity to each other whilst we were in there, so I decided to. I had scored a total of 30 touchdowns over those 13 games. 15 were receiving, 8 were rushing, 4 were kickoffs, 2 were punt returns, and 1 for a pass. I had gained just over 3000 all purpose yards for my high school in one season. Which was a school record. The only knock on me was my lack of self control. I talked a lot of shit, I never really allowed people to critique me because I was so arrogant. I was 6'3 185lbs. I ran a 4.47 40 yard dash and I was benching 235lbs. And squatting 315lbs. I.