She stood in front of me, arms folded under her breasts, almost as if to bring them to my attention. From her posture it looked like I was going to ge... a lecture on my bad behavior. She had one of those I-am-really-upset-with-you looks on her face. But as I braced for a tongue-lashing, she suddenly asked "Kevin, how often do you masturbate?"That was not a question I was expecting. I remembered how uninhibited she had been in her office, but I was still shocked that she would ask me that. I felt. It won't be uncommon for you to wear threepieces of clothing on your head and over your face to preserve yourmodesty. Such as a turban cap to cover you hair, a scarf to cover younext all covered by a Burqa to keep your entire face covered including atranslucent eye covering in the burqa. Even your hands will always becovered with Islamic gloves. The clothing you will wear will be black ora shade of white or grey. Nobody besides your husband and children willever see any part of your actual. ”, whispered Minnie, “Don’t talk about my ass in public”. “Ooops….sorry…I get so excited….well…anyway…you said we could do that later”, gushed Jenny with a wicked smile. “Here ?”, cried a surprised Minnie“Well…where do you want to go ?”, asked Jenny turning red with excitementIt was early evening and Minnie suddenly thought of a spot Jenny should know about. She would kill two birds with one stone.Minnie took Jenny’s arm and led her back to the car. They drove to the older part of town, not far. While he gripped his beer in one hand, the other was left on his thigh, mindlessly caressing it. Fuck, I wanted it to be mine—for it to be my hand that was resting on his thigh as I drove us away from the town, from the college, and towards the unknown. I wanted him to be mine.I swallowed hard and breathed deeply, forcing myself to calm down. The thought of holding him rekindled the fire inside me that I had always used to feel around him before that summer night at the party. I had forced.