And I took hers. And this is how it came about.Sherry was 20 and in junior college, I was 18 and a senior. [We were of age.] Sherry was in the band an... had started dating the clarinetist sitting next to her, a nice, gangly boy, Joseph, both very innocent and virtuous, not far along in dating, kissing and cuddling, waiting for the other to advance to second base. Sherry was about 5’ 4”, plain, straight brown hair, a little thick waisted, modest tits, not much hips, not a movie star or stripper. Mera gussa ab had se par ho gaya aur maine sidhe lauda uske gand mein dala. Woh tilmila uthi. Shayad ye uska first time tha. Maine kutto ki tarah chodana chalu kiya. Kabhi gand pe mar raha tha to kabhi mumme kat raha tha.Kabhi kan kat raha tha to kabhi galo pe slap kar raha tha. Par sali randi ro nahi rahi thi. Maine adhe ghante tak kabhi jamin pe kabhi sofe par, kabhi table par to kabhi hawa mein usko choda. Woh chilla rahi thi, uchal rahi thi mujhe rok rahi thi par ro nahi rahi thi.Par mera. As much as I enjoyed it, that wasn’t what I was here for, at least from my perspective.I put my hands on her arms and gently urged her to stand up, then pulled her to me and kissed her softly. The soft kiss quickly turned into a torrid French kiss, and Staci pressed her body hard against me. She was soft and curvy, and her kiss was hot and sexy. I broke the kiss and smiled at her, then slowly moved her to the small bed and had her sit down. She smiled and spread her legs when I knelt down in. I rushed in and I saw she lay flat on the floor, crying in agony. Not only that, I was surprised to see that the shower was turned on and she lay there right under the shower. I turned it off, got behind her and got hold of her shoulders. I made her sit. What had happened was that she was trying to walk holding the knob and as she slipped, the knob got twisted and water started flowing out of the showers. But the worrisome part was that she seemed to have hurt her arm and was crying.