She smiled at Faith, who followed her. They were sitting with their legs crossed at the ankles. Both started talking at the same time. Then they laugh...d. Brenda took the lead and they began chatting. First about their teachers and then about the popular kids in school. Both wished they were friends with those royal people. Faith was talking about a boy she thought was cute, and Brenda was not listening, really. It seemed odd. Most girls their age were interested in boys, even if they had never. It took me a moment or two to figure it out but I realised that it was no longer fingers in my arse but a cock. He was moving very slowly but it still hurt. I wanted to move away but for some reason didnt. The guy kept pushing until he was all the way inside me. He just stopped and waited for me to move. He felt my muscles relax and then started to pump me. It was still hurting but it didnt take long and the thing felt good. I started to think for the first time in about 10 minutes and it is. ’ Listening to the Russian voice at the other end of the line, he nodded, ‘If you leave now at this time of night you should get to Portsmouth in about four and a half hours tops. The ferries leave every half hour from around two in the morning.’ Telling the Russian that he should avoid coming back to his home as it was being surrounded he smiled to himself as he listened to the Russian man tell him he would be well rewarded for his help and put the mobile back in his pocket as he dreamed about. Off to the story.Being a part of N.E monsoon region, our city gets rains which makes movement terrible with flooded roads. I as any other chennaite used to curse these rains until I got what is gonna be the essence of my story. Being in a corporate sector, I had great times viewing many of my female colleagues who are just hot. With my friends we shared a lot of gossips on them. One among them was Ms.S. A hot girl in my project. Being of my age, she had a killer body with long hair. Her sense.