01-05-2022, 06:44 PM
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Place- Govt. Sr Sec School, Rajasthan
Date- 01.05.2022
My name is Suresh. I am serving as a laboratory assistant in the school. The school is from primary to higher secondary level. The school building is very old and has only one storey. Around 600 students from nearby villages are studying in this school. Most of the students are from poor and lower middle class. Students are less interested in study and more in doing mischief, while the teachers are also more engaged in gossiping in the staff room than in teaching. Today, there is a gossip circulating among the teachers that a volunteer of a reputed non government organisation has been appointed by the government as the mentor of the students in this school so that the children are inclined towards education. She is going to join the school tomorrow and in this regard, the headmaster of the school, Mr Arun Pandey has decided to introduce her to all the students in the morning prayer to be held in the school tomorrow.
Next day, I reached the school very late, till now the introduction program of the new mentor in the school was over. Today, the atmosphere of the school seems a bit strange. The teachers who always keep chattering sitting in the air conditioned staff room , are not visible in the staff room anymore. There is only one room for children from primary to third grade, on whose window, some 8 to 10 students of higher classes are standing who are snooping through that window in turn impatiently. Just then the peon Hansraj rings the school bell which indicates that the period has changed. After a while, madam comes out of that room in which the snooping through that window was going on. She is the same lady who joined in the morning as a mentor of the school. I see her for the first time, she is wearing a yellow coloured plain salwar suit over which a pink dupatta is draped over her right shoulder. The attractive floral embroidery art on the dupatta is a sight to behold. Charming face and average skin complexion, a small dark dot that is worn between the eyebrows on the forehead, pink lipstick on the lips exactly matching the colour of the dupatta, eyes big and wide. She just passes in front of me with a smile on her lips casually. I greet her with his slight smile but what I was stunned to see is the size, bulge and shape of her breasts. The roundness of her firm boobs is like a globe. By looking at the size of her breasts, it seems as if the area in which her stomach is, is the same area covered by the chest. The bulge of her breasts can be gauged from the fact that even a kameez with the medium neckline which she is wearing right now, shows a hint of cleverage of her breasts. As a result of the more bulging of her breast, her belly also appears to be somewhat pressed inwards. No matter how simple the situation is, unintentionally one's attention goes on her attractive and tight breasts and for a few seconds the eyes are stuck on her breasts. Even while walking with small steps, it seems as if there is some vibrations in both of her boobs and are jerking in a vertical direction, swinging to and fro. After a while, when she passes by the side, I can't help but look back at her once and when I look back I am astonished. If there is any part of her body that can complete with her breasts in terms of attractiveness, it's her buttocks. Her loose and neatly wavy hair extends just above her buttocks. Exquisite roundness, outward bulge and it seems that her buttocks are filled with many calories of fat. Due to the exquisite bulge of the buttocks, her waist also appears to be quite thin. As close to each other, her both boobs seem to swing while walking, both her huge, round and fleshy butts seem to sway horizontally as far away from each other. She vanishes from my sight before I guess the measurement of her bountiful and splendid figure.
Date- 01.05.2022
My name is Suresh. I am serving as a laboratory assistant in the school. The school is from primary to higher secondary level. The school building is very old and has only one storey. Around 600 students from nearby villages are studying in this school. Most of the students are from poor and lower middle class. Students are less interested in study and more in doing mischief, while the teachers are also more engaged in gossiping in the staff room than in teaching. Today, there is a gossip circulating among the teachers that a volunteer of a reputed non government organisation has been appointed by the government as the mentor of the students in this school so that the children are inclined towards education. She is going to join the school tomorrow and in this regard, the headmaster of the school, Mr Arun Pandey has decided to introduce her to all the students in the morning prayer to be held in the school tomorrow.
Next day, I reached the school very late, till now the introduction program of the new mentor in the school was over. Today, the atmosphere of the school seems a bit strange. The teachers who always keep chattering sitting in the air conditioned staff room , are not visible in the staff room anymore. There is only one room for children from primary to third grade, on whose window, some 8 to 10 students of higher classes are standing who are snooping through that window in turn impatiently. Just then the peon Hansraj rings the school bell which indicates that the period has changed. After a while, madam comes out of that room in which the snooping through that window was going on. She is the same lady who joined in the morning as a mentor of the school. I see her for the first time, she is wearing a yellow coloured plain salwar suit over which a pink dupatta is draped over her right shoulder. The attractive floral embroidery art on the dupatta is a sight to behold. Charming face and average skin complexion, a small dark dot that is worn between the eyebrows on the forehead, pink lipstick on the lips exactly matching the colour of the dupatta, eyes big and wide. She just passes in front of me with a smile on her lips casually. I greet her with his slight smile but what I was stunned to see is the size, bulge and shape of her breasts. The roundness of her firm boobs is like a globe. By looking at the size of her breasts, it seems as if the area in which her stomach is, is the same area covered by the chest. The bulge of her breasts can be gauged from the fact that even a kameez with the medium neckline which she is wearing right now, shows a hint of cleverage of her breasts. As a result of the more bulging of her breast, her belly also appears to be somewhat pressed inwards. No matter how simple the situation is, unintentionally one's attention goes on her attractive and tight breasts and for a few seconds the eyes are stuck on her breasts. Even while walking with small steps, it seems as if there is some vibrations in both of her boobs and are jerking in a vertical direction, swinging to and fro. After a while, when she passes by the side, I can't help but look back at her once and when I look back I am astonished. If there is any part of her body that can complete with her breasts in terms of attractiveness, it's her buttocks. Her loose and neatly wavy hair extends just above her buttocks. Exquisite roundness, outward bulge and it seems that her buttocks are filled with many calories of fat. Due to the exquisite bulge of the buttocks, her waist also appears to be quite thin. As close to each other, her both boobs seem to swing while walking, both her huge, round and fleshy butts seem to sway horizontally as far away from each other. She vanishes from my sight before I guess the measurement of her bountiful and splendid figure.
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