I was missing Marcie's weekly call and wanted to go home to talk to her, but I couldn't refuse Cynthia's offer."We'll go home and I'll be your bitch,"...she said, making bitch sound like beech. I left her house at five PM, totally wiped out.One thing I liked about Cynthia was that she didn't press me for a return engagement. It may have been her trying to be a 'good girl, ' or it may have been that she knew I needed time to recharge my batteries.Marcie had come home for Christmas vacation and. My breasts were all engorged with the sexual urge that wanted to explode desperately. Suddenly i got startled with a shriek noise! It was the doorbell. Someone was waiting at the door.I wiped my wet fingers to my gown and opened the latch. A young male, dark and wearing a torn vest and a lungi with a measuring scale in his hand was standing. “Memsaab. kuch raddi (newspaper) hai kya?” I said, “Nahi hai!” and banged the door quickly behind me. As I returned back to the sofa, my mind suddenly had. More

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