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30 pm.It was my off day. She came dressed in her usual jeans and shirt that had buttons in the front, and was looking quite pretty as usual. So that day I was feeling quite hot and was despo for sex. She came and stood before me as I was sitting on my bed and after some casual talking she asked can you spare me some money? How much I asked 500/ as I want to go to picnic being arranged by collage along with my friends and she said.If you agree then I will pay you 700/ in place of 500/ I added. She said nothing just stood still and calm before me. I thought of taking a chance and placed my hands on her waist which she didn’t resist, so I became braver and pulled her towards me.Now she was stood just few inches from me now I locked my legs behind her legs and kept my hands on her waist only. Now I kept my left hand on her waist and started to move my right hand over her body starting from her ass slowly moved it upward.She kept looking at me with a serious look in her eyes. I let my hand. ?Everything is falling apart. My life is falling apart.? She put her head back into his shoulder and cried again.?Come on, Miss Emma,? Joe replied, lightly putting his hand on her shoulder. ?It can?t be that bad. Can it???It can!? she cried. ?I have nothing, Joe. All this,? she swept her hand across the room, ?is nothing! What does all this mean if you?re alone. No family, no friends. Nothing! My life is nothing.? She started crying again.Joe moved his hand up to his head. He felt very wobbly.?Miss Emma,? he said, shakily, ?I?m sure you have lots of friends.? He put his hand under her arm and moved himself off of her. He walked unsteadily over to the big couch. She sat down next to him.?You! You?re my friend, right Joe?? she asked. ?Please say you?re my friend.? Her big green eyes were full of tears.Joe blinked to clear his thoughts. ?Of course I?m your friend, Miss Emma,? he said. She sat up and kissed him on the lips. Her scent was all over him now.?You?re so sweet, Joe. I knew I.
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