I went to sleep thinking about locating BEES [(School of) Biological, Earth and Environmental Sciences].Tuesday morning I walked west on Barker Street... crossed Botany Street and located the south wing of the Rupert Myers Building. I walked into a door marked "Research Administration" and was told I should have gone to "Scholarships." There I was re-directed to "Post-Graduate Liaison," where I spent time filling out forms. I then learned that I couldn't complete my registration in BEES before. He had his favorites when it had come down to stories, but for some reason that given night he decided to checkout a wife sharing story. He would normally pass them over because there was no way he could ever share Katie with another man. He read this very intense story about how a husband around his age had shared his wife for the first time with a young stud. He was astounded how he had gotten into the story. He found himself on the edge of his seat very aroused as he read every line of it. "This is stupid," the boy repeated, a mantra-murmur as the man's hands moved down the length of the boy's arms, picking up the boy's hands, rubbing round patterns on the back of each one with a thumb."It is," the man said as he lifted the boy's arms, to rest the boy's hands on the man's shoulders."This ... this is very, very dangerous," the boy said, the last word a whimper, a sigh, as the man's forefinger and thumb manipulated the dark brown nipples, twisting them with delicate pressure,. Sreeja’s SubmissionWe reached home late, Aswathy told us that she is going to sleep straight away and went to the bedroom. I was a little sad that I would miss her that night. All of us said ‘goodnight’ and closed our rooms. It was just a few minutes past the midnight, I was in my room, watching some late night porn as I always do, I heard my door open, quickly I closed the videos just in time and there enters SREEJA.I couldn’t believe my eyes, She was wearing a sleeveless black night dress.