Chapter 152 Stella Out In The Jungle

• The harsh sun blared into the chambers of Professor Duncan straight into his eyes and woke him up from slumber. He let a lazy yawn; and dared to rise but noticed Stella wasn’t by his side. All he could see was her g-string which he had flung to the corner of the bed when he fucked her the other night.
• He flung his hand around the bed to see if she left a note as usual; it had always been her habit to leave a note whenever she left very much earlier. And Professor Duncan had fancied her sense of communication since she wouldn’t want to disturb his sleep; so dropping the note by his bed side would save him enough sleep.
• When he caught sight of her picture frame, on the table, he smiled cheek to cheek, took it and stamped an imaginary kiss on her tiny cute lips. He had often kept the picture close to the table by the bed, so that the face of his mate would be the first thing he would see at dawn.