Her black bra was clearly visible through that white blouse. And her navel and belly were also slightly seen. I could see a huge bulge in his pant. Fo... a 60-year-old unmarried guy, my mom would be a good sight. My mom, however, didn’t notice all this. She was really sad about me and my studies.Mom: Sir, what will I do? Can you please help him with his studies? Can you give him some tuition?I really didn’t expect mom saying that. But I was sure he won’t do tuitions and all.Rajan Sir: but mom, I. Just before school was let out, the teacher began to assign the parts. When she came to the coveted role, both Jennifer and Alice were on the edge of their chairs and it was obvious to the teacher that this decision would be really important to both girls. Both of the girls were good students, had wonderful personalities, and got along well with the other students. As the teacher studied them, she could find nothing to help her decide which one deserved the coveted part. She called both girls. He was almost eighteen now, and the hard muscles against my arm proved that."Time for bed kiddo," I said.His usually smooth brow furrowed and he stood. Byron was almost my height now and he stretched, his shirt riding up to give a slice of hollow stomach. He looked for the clock.This was our nightly ritual. Every now and again we'd leave things too late and while usually I'd be able to control him, sometimes I wouldn't. Hence the newly repaired painting. Byron always feels guilty in the morning. Angel squinted as the harsh lights hurt her eyes. That would take a moment to adjust to. She found an empty spot at the table in front of the large mirror that spanded across the far wall. She set her bag on the table, and pulled out out the skimpy garments, and striped of what she was wearing. She slipped into the bra and hot pants, adjusting to make sure they covered all necessary areas, even if it was barely.The girl next to her turned and headed out towards the stage, and Angel gathered up.