He was skinny, wimpy, whiney, every guy despised his lack of manhood, he looked like he was twelve, but he was sixteen, he hadnt gotten puberty right,...had little pubic hair, a tiny penis, that we all mocked in the open showers at gym. The only reason I did what I did, come to the fags rescue, was because the bully, Tommy, a slow, dimwitted thug, had pushed around, Charlie, my pal, who couldnt fight and didnt pretend to be able to, either. Well, Tommy was giving Donald an after school beat. ‘Beauty with Brains’ as the phrase says, she was one intelligent student. She and I had a tough snitch of topping the class. She wanted to top the class as it was her aim. I wanted to top just to stare at cleavages of my lecturers.After the 1st semester exams, I beat Yukta in straight three internal assessments, leaving her in agony. The difference of our marks was huge and I was crowned the class topper. Lecturers gave me hefty rewards and my influence in sports also was commendable.Yukta. Then i said im sorry aunty im sorry". she was a beautiful mature woman and her white face started to become black. i noticed it.then she was in silence a wheal and said then did you say to anyone about this and i said no .. then she asked me have you done any sex with a woman? she was very straight and asked me directly and i was just a 17 year old boy and i said no.. then she told me that she knows about my masturbations. and told me" if you say anyone about that incident, i will tell your mom. "Mmm," was all Carol said as she concentrated on let another drop fall.The next drop splashed off the side of Traci's puffy nipple. She squeaked as she tried to deal with the flash of pain. The rest of the wax sprayed to several pinpoints on my stomach, where it quickly cooled. The heat may not have lasted long, but I couldn't stop from flinching."Three," Carol quietly counted and the next drop fell. It glanced off of Traci's nipple, but it didn't slow at all. It was still burning hot when it.