There is cum in my hair, on my face, on my breasts, and, well, everywhere else. I start to get up.“I need to shower.”“No.”“Okay.”I stand ...here drenched in cum looking for my clothes. Someone hands me a long t-shirt. My clothes are now souvenirs. The Tinder guy takes me home. Almost. He pulls to the curb three blocks from my condo.“Walk the rest of the way.”“Okay.”So I walk. My knees are red and bleeding a little. The shirt almost covers my ass. My hair is a mess with sweat and cum. My. " Oh, that's all?" I could hear the sarcasm. "Okay. I'll tell him. Where do I meet you if he says okay?"I gave her the address of the motel. "I'll be out front."After I hung up Charlotte asked, "What are you going to tell her?"I reached up and stroked her cheek. "Everything."Charlotte and Chloe just looked at one another in response. While they puzzled over the truth of that, I went to the bathroom for a quick shower.When the news van arrived, I realized that other news networks must have. Uss din ke baad se mauka dhundne laga. Mai wahi hostel me rahta thaa. Mai ne plan banaya ki raat ko mobile se photo le lunga exam paper ke.Uss raat ko mai muh pe kapda band ke principal ke cabin gaya exam paper churane ke liye. Kisi tara ander gaya, aur exam paper dundne laga.Mujhe wo courier mil gaya. Mai jaise hi kholne wala tha, ke principal ne light on kar di. Mai dar ke maare kaamp ne laga. Principal ne mujhe zor dar thappad marne lagi, aur chillane lagi.Raat ka waqt tha, waha aur koi nahi. Her every left step forward was revealing her left thigh up to almost her hip joint displaying the co loured tattoo from her knee upwards.We reached 12th floor and first was her room. I told her a very good night and lo what she said. She crisply told ‘no’ and went in to her room. I was baffled. Is it a good manner? Is it courtesy? Why these super rich people behave like this? Did I do any wrong in the day? I was puzzled.I was feeling tired and bit heavy head. I took shower and changed to.