“Imella!” he gasped, staring at nothing with wild eyes.Aran crouched before him, grasping his face and bringing Kedron’s gaze to his own. “He ...as her, doesn’t he?” he asked softly. Kedron didn’t need to speak, for Aran could see the answer in his dark eyes.“We have to go to her!” The apprentice Paladin cried as he tried to scramble to his feet. Aran took his hands from Kedron’s face and put them on his shoulders, pressing him back down.“No,” Aran said firmly. “I know you’re hurting, and so is. I did not have any intentions when I invited him to my place just I wanted to be friendly with him. We exchanged our cell numbers also. One day in the after noon he gave me a call and asked me if he can drop in for some time as he is free .I told him he is welcome any time. Within 25 mts I got a knock on my office door.When I open the door he was there. I do not know why I felt exited but I know I am exited to have him in my office. May be I was attracted to his young and handsome charm. We had. Things like party planning, instructing staff, how to behave on a yacht, getting in and out of low-slung sports cars without showing their underwear, that kind of thing. ‘Might be interesting, he thought, and called the number. When he finally managed to explain in his poor french what he was calling about, the receptionist transferred him, and soon a woman with a cut-glass english accent answered. He explained himself again. ‘Ah, yes,’ she said, ‘Here at La Maison we pride ourselves on. She could feel her thong completely soaked in her pussy juices. She lifted her skirt and took off the soggy thong, leaving it on the passenger seat. Taking some face tissues from the dashboard, she wiped her wet pussy as much as she could. She thought about leaving the coat also there in the car, but decided to keep it for now. Nitu picked up the sequin cloth that she had bought, from the back seat and started walking carefully to the tailor shop. Her heels were making a click-clack noise on.