Chapter 145

Make out

He was exhausted and terrified. He looked at the mirror, the only thing he saw was how dishevelled he looked. His eyes were red, he had dark circles. He groaned hard with his head faced upwards. Then he turned around and held the washing hand basin, and stared at his vomit in the toilet.

He was disgusted by it. Recalling the woman's pussy he saw-he shut his eyes and spat on the toilet. Then he focused on the mirror behind him. He was worn out, devastated. Trying to hide his feelings he joined them by checking the units out, Rohit was totally exhausted, he felt he needed a break.

Hitting his chest and gasping for breath, he exhaled slowly and inhaled trying to control his erratically beating heart. When he got a hold of himself, he turned on the tap and flushed his vomit. Then he wet his hands and raveled it with his hair. He sprinkled water on his hair and arranged it by parting it backwards.

After he was done, he washed his hand with the saniti