There was an urgent knock on my bedroom door."Mr. Michael," Pricilla's voice called out."Come in," I called out.She opened the door enough to let me s...e her. She looked worried. "There's a phone call for you." Who could be calling me? I just talked with the girls," I thought. "No one else knows I'm here. "I followed Pricilla back down the massive staircase. She picked up the handset lying next to the phone on the table in the entryway."Hello. This is Michael Wagner," I said into the. 45 message chesindi dinner chesava ani nenu shock ayenanu apatike dani pirralu sallu puku gurthutechoni na modda renu sarlu kotukuna.Chesanu meru chesa ante chesanu em chestunaru ani andiganu tanu emi ledhu saree fall kutuntu unanu nidra ravadam ledhu ani chepindi nuv em chestunavu ma vadu waste ga tirugutunadu vadiki help cheye ani chepindi ayete chestanu aunty ani chepanu ante thanks ani chepindi. Inka nenu adiganu meku pelli apudu ayendi ani apudo 20 years ayendi ani chepindi.Enduku ala. I usually had my hands inside my date's shirt groping her tits or stroking her thighs just before this point, and would intensify my efforts despite her reaction. Depending on how stoned she was, the girl might start to push me away. Rather than stop, I would grab her arm and pin it behind her while pushing her down on the immense back seat of the old Buick. Usually I had the girl drugged/drunk enough that I usually was able to pull up her t-shirt and bra and dry hump her with my raging hard-on. Ding-CLANG-ding, it went. "Oh shit," I said. "Careful, here. The swimming pool police are nearby." ding-CLANG-ding, the bell announced as the door slammed closed. We all howled.There was actually plenty of light trickling in from the hallway overheads; I'd say it was about like early dusk. I flicked on the inside florescents, but they were sooo bright that I snapped them back off again. At this time of night, we didn't need to put ourselves on display for any passers-by. There was enough light.