Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom-Chapter 91 : Acupressure (!8+)

While thinking about Ruth body, Das reached the college on his bike. After parking the car Das directly walked into the class room.

Just as he entered inside the class room, the people started staring at Das with strange looks. Ignoring everyone, Das directly sat on the last bench.

"Hey…!"

Das cried out suddenly, as Sheela touched his cheeks.

"What happened to your face? Tell me which cream are you using…?" Sheela asked with a curious look. Das continued to settle down and completely ignored her question.

"Why are you not answering me? Are you using contact lens?" Sheela asked again as she bowed a little to take a closer look at Das.

"No, they are not." Das replied while checking his mobile.

"Then how did you change your eye colour...?" Sheela asked back with a confused look. Das turned his head towards Sheela to give a satisfying reply. Also, the people around them perked their ears to listen.

"What are you guys looking at?... turn around." Sheela shouted loudly like an angry owl. Das laughed at her brazen behaviour before explaining things.

Previously she used to sit dumbly in the first bench, but now she acting like a last bench bully.

"Sheela, I did not use any creams or eye lens. Check for yourself if you don't believe me." Das replied as he leaned closer to Sheela. Sheela touched his face and also took a closer look at his eyes. She turned his face left and right to have closer look.

"Das, can you tell me how did you do it? I also want to change my eye colour." Sheela asked in a low voice. Das did not understand how to answer her question. Das thought for a long time for an excuse and finally, an evil plan formed inside his brain.

"Sheela, listen carefully. This is a big secret… so, first promise me that you won't tell anyone." Das asked in a cold whispering tone as he stretched his hand before her.

"I promise… I won't tell anyone." She instantly replied while placing her both hands on the top of his palm.

Yesterday night an angel appeared in my dream. She blessed me with good luck and immediately my body changed like this." Das replied with sly acting.

"What…!? That's not possible. You are lying…" Sheela said with a pouting.

"That's the real truth. Look at my palm… see how big it is. Das directly placed his palm before her face." His palm almost covered her entire chubby face.

"Not only palm, my entire body got transformed… I also got packs." Das directly held her hand and let her touch his ribs. Sheela moved her fingers on his stomach, several times to feel his body.

As they were sitting on a bench, the top portion covered half of their body. So, no one saw Sheela touching Das stomach.

Sheela slowly moved her hand and touched his nipples. Das continued to act normal without rejecting her soft touch. While staring at Das face, Sheela continued to touch his nipple. She is moving her finger around the nipple to cause tickling.

But even after a minute of her attempt, Das stayed calm enjoying the little lady's touch. Sheela got annoyed as she failed to tickle Das body… she immediately removed her hand and directly grabbed his little brother.

Even though his stick is covered in two layers of fabric protection… Sheela accurately grabbed it.

"What are you doing...?" Das asked as he bent down to protect his brother. Sheela laughed at his reaction.

"Nothing… You just said, your entire body got transformed. Did this thing also change?" Sheela asked while continuing to grab his pee-pee. Das did not understand how to reply to her straight question. Das returned to his sitting position and leaned onto her left side.

"Check for yourself...!!" Das whispered in her ear with a sly look and he waited to see her shy reaction.

But strangely, she did not give a nasty look or shy reaction. She turned her face towards him and stared into his eyes and asked a question which Das did not expected even in his dreams.

"Are you sure?!!... there are people around us." Sheela asked in a mumbling voice. Das took a moment to look around before answering her.

"There are no one on our side ways and this bench can cover most of the part. I will also use the book to cover… so, don't worry about it." Das hushed into her ears with a serious face. After listening to his explanation, Sheela felt slight nervousness.

But her excitement and guilty pleasure pushed her brain to proceed forward. Just before she moved her hand from his crouch to Zip hook, Teacher Rosie entered inside the class. With a startled expression, both of them stood up along with everyone to greet the teacher.

After giving a look at strange look at Das, Teacher Rosie continued on her lecture. Everyone sat down relaxedly while opening their text books. Das and Sheela looked at each and a wide grin appeared simultaneously.

As the lecture continued, Sheela moved closer to Das and out of know where her hand landed on his crouch. Das turned his faced towards her with an amazed look… he did not expect this drama.

"Don't look at me… focus on the lecture." Sheela uttered while continuing to look forwards without any emotions.

She is acting like an obedient student with a straight face… but under the study table her hand is moving up and down. She is writing down the class notes with her left hand and her right hand is doing magic for Das.

Das tried to control his laughter while trying to act like a good student. Das little brother is already little wet because of the morning Ruth visuals. That's why Sheela's hand is moving freely without any rough patch.

Maybe Sheela got some experience after the theatre romance, she is moving her hand gently while rubbing his top portion with her thumb.

In between she wrote a sentence on the note book and showed the text to Das. After reading that sentence he smiled with a wild joy..