Vo dikhne mein bht he sweet thi. Bht log the jo uski attraction pana chahte the, pr vo mujhe like krti thi but usne kabhi nai bola.Mujhe usse baat krk... hmesha aacha feel hota tha bcoz meri koi gf nai thi. Muskan bhi mujhe pasnd krti thi. Ma usse agr kch krne kol bolta to vo bina hichkichaht se vo kamm krti thi…Vo meri aachi friend bnn chuki thi or class mein bhi mere saath bethti thi. Ek din uska bday tha jo humne khoob celebrate kiya tha school mein or usse apne uss bday pr phone gift mein. With my heart hammering in my chest, I knocked on the door of her office, an imposing, dark wooden portal with ornate brass handles."Come in Stephanie," she said, her voice even and measured. I pushed the door and stepped into the plush study, a thousand thoughts racing through my mind. Would she tell me off? Would she dock my pay? Would she fire me, sending me home without money or a job? Oh god, I thought, what would I do without a job? Would I have to move back to my mom's?"Stand there. I embraced her and our lips met. Her lips – or rather the lips that I paid for – were soft and sensual. My cock began to rise immediately. Sindi reached down and felt my manhood only to make it go wild in her tiny hand. She knew what to do. Sindi's eyes stayed affixed to my face as she sank down to her knees and took out my cock. Her mouth just barely fit around my glans. She sucked and then started laving my cock with her tongue, starting at the base. Then she put her mouth over my velvety. "My Lord, you are angry with me, do not be. I am bound by certain laws in what I may say or reveal. Not every question you ask can I answer."Neelam nodded in thought, sheathed Gor, and sat back down as the messenger left presumably to report back to the captain."Your Grace?" the knight to Neelam's right asked, quizzically."Not my fight," Neelam shrugged, picking up his goblet of wine. "We wait."The sounds of armed conflict continued for a few more moments and then suddenly stopped. It got.