As she went by she ordered us both to go to Mr. Perez's classroom at lunch time.Marsha groaned in fear. But I whispered, "It isn't so bad. It's better...than going out to the bleachers."At first I wasn't certain she heard me. She just looked at me with an almost blank look on her face. But then she blinked and tried to pull herself together before saying in a quivering voice, "I can't take much more of this, Brenda."I sighed. What could I say? It's all I can do to keep a fragile hold on my own. So cozy, so comfortable, so warm. All except for that ache. Why am I so sore? Oh, it's just the waistband of my pants digging into me. Huh? Wait a minute. Why am I wearing clothes in bed? What the... ? Where am I? WHERE AM I? Awake.I was not expecting what I saw when I opened my eyes. I certainly wasn't in my bed. Light filtered through green curtains into a small room. I was wearing jeans and a blouse with an itchy collar and my bra felt too tight. Was the room really rocking, or was it all in. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held his fat dick on the opening of my wet hole. He stayed there and smiled at me.“Abdul, please. I can’t control anymore,” I begged but he didn’t move.I started rubbing his dick on my clit, smearing all my juice all over his dick.“Bahot gili hai tu.” Abdul told me and pinched my nipple“Natak mat kar. Please fuck me” I begged again. I had no self respect. All I wanted was the stranger to fuck me like a cheap whore.He loved it when I used the nasty words. She also managed to clear an area at theback of the bar so we could all sit down. Pao spotted Alex, came across,gave me a strange look and said to Alex, "Where Mr James? He not cometonight?"Alex giggled, and I turned bright red. I let go of Alex's arm and said,"Sawasdee Kha, Pao." She looked at me puzzled, and then her mouthdropped open, "Is that you, Mr James?" It's Jamie, Pao, not James tonight." I said.Pao looked from me to Alex and then back to me. She was trying to saysomething, but the.