She was hanging all over this guy, and the only one who seemed the least bit reluctant to get it on was this Alpha Male.Maybe he was a Beta male. Jesu..., he'd have to be gay, I was thinking, not to respond to the come-on he was getting from my beloved Brenda!Well, he was responding -- sorta. I mean, I could see he had a first-class boner growing in those slacks. Brenda could see it, too, and she wasted no time clamping her right hand over it and giving it a friendly squeeze. She might as well. As I passed the mirrored sliding doors, I looked at my bruise and thought back to how you had stared at it. The look in your eyes got me excited. I ran my fingers over the bruise. It was still a bit tender to the touch. The slight pain excited me more. I pressed harder on it. The intense pain and the memory of the look in your eyes almost made me cum.” She took another deep breath, exhaled and asked, “So, what happens now, Gil?” “What do you want to happen now?” “Fuck!” she laughed out. “I. Right between the dressing stalls and the shower room was a janitor's closet that had a sink, mop bucket, and various cleaning supplies, but over the door was an air vent that looked out into the locker room. Mark figured that if he could get into that closet when the girls were having basketball practice, he could see a whole bunch of naked girls, but the only problem was that there was no escape, because if someone opened the door he was dead! Looking the situation over, he was pretty sure. Her mother has a beautiful terrace vegetable garden and used to give us organic vegetables when we met.They had to immediately go to their native place. So her dad asked me to pluck some tomatoes and lady’s finger when I come there and take home. By the time I reached her home, her parents had already left. Nisha already plucked the vegetables and kept them in a packet so that we have more time for us.I parked my bike and went inside her home and we closed the door. As soon as we met, we were.