It was a rising, not a falling. There was much to explore. Alas, alas, I was thefriendly neighborhood whore. Though one thing I noticed, I could not c...nstitute. A whore I was to be, but not your typical prostitute. Each of the men I would bang, an inner conflict I noticed between my yin & their yang. The initial insertion was much to my satisfaction. But my hormones I begged them & I got no reaction. My muscles at ease. A release of rough tensions. Though I seemed to crave more so these. And I was alone there . then I went along with the miss, walking to the staff room . She said ” how are you doing maa? “I said “oh I’m doing well and great .then miss what about you?Rosy miss said, ” as usual Yaar daily school then home same people. But within them you are the really nice one and I like you!I said “really! oh great thank you a lot for thinking me as your companion.” as we were moving I saw her identity card on tomorrow 24 December it was her birthday . I suddenly got surprised. I promptly told her, how sexy she was and she began laughing and told me she’s married. I stopped texting her that day.Next day, she dropped me a text and she was talking everything else other than sex. I couldn’t control my urge to get her to topic and asked her to play a small game. I told her if I win, I get a quick short kiss from her and if I loose, well then its ok. She asked me, but why? I told her, I couldn’t stop thinking kissing her juicy lips all night. She agreed and we played but I. Their parents didn’t know about this until it was too late. They were inseparable and in love with each other.Their parents died in a car wreck when they were eighteen. Together they inherited their family’s modest fortune.They had used most of the money on plastic surgery, to make the two look alike. Tammy got a nose job, to match Tonya’s button nose. And Tonya got a boob job and her legs shortened. As a result, they looked strikingly similar.The only real difference was their hair color. They.