Once I got low marks in 12th std. my mom beat me and I went to crying to my friends home.My aunty hugged and asked why was I crying. I told that my mo... bet me for getting low marks in biology. She asked me not to cry and asked me if I could go for tuition. I accepted and she introduced me to her neighbor. She is teacher and her name is saroja age 30 newly married and having a baby. Her size is 34-30-36. Medium sized boobs and small hip and huge ass. I went to her for tuition daily. One day. Joan, one of his study buddies and a close friend throughout his senior year, had gotten a little drunk and hauled his ass into her dorm room and seduced him. He didn’t take much convincing, since he had secretly held a crush on her for most of the year. He had hesitated to act on it, not wanting to ruin their friendship. Well, she decided to act on it, and they spent the night fucking hard in several positions until they both passed out from the exertion and alcohol. The next day Joan left for. I'm a G.A. student at a northeastern university. I live in the marriedstudent and G.A. dorm; a high rise structure of one bedroom...small onebedroom...apartments. As the campus empties out for the midterm recess,those who live too far away from home have the luxury, or agony, ofsolitude.I made sure I was as far from home as possible. There was nothing forme back 'home' anyway. A call to 'mommy' once every so often sufficedand she usually went to her sister's for various events. Though. ........................My heart was pounding as I drove around the streets, my battered old carwhich I had not managed to replace since graduating two years earlier,stood out like a sore thumb as I finally arrived at the house.I couldn't believe the size of it, beautiful modern architecture, crispwhite exterior walls, gated entrance, pillars, beautifully manicuredgarden, was I really in southern England? It felt more like Beverly Hillsto me & I felt like I must've taken a wrong turning.