Mane bola m didi ko samjhata hu. To jiju bole haa yar or m uthke bedroom me gaya. Didi were weeping and crying mane bola didi don’t feel odd kya hua...ye to accha hua n ki m nikla koi or hota to. Or me didi k pas jake baith gya. Jiju bhi aa gye or samjhane lage kuch nahi hua sab thik hai ab rona band karo. Didi chup bhi ho gayi par muh upar nahi kiya. Mane bola didi sharmane ki koi bat nahi hai. Manie tum dodo ko nanga bhi dekha hai ab chodo sharm kam se kam khana to khila do or to kuch ho nahi. She was livelier, with almost a glow about her. Beverly had learned to dress better and had taken a couple of electives in Art and Music History.They had a great meal and he made some suggestions about her studies. The main one was he wanted her to take each summer and spend in Europe, starting with France. He wanted her to not just learn history but see it up close. He said he would have Mark set it up.The lunch ended somewhat awkwardly when she finally asked him about the ring on his left. " She settled back in her chair, relaxed, ready to listen.I took a slow drink of my tea, considering whether I should trust her.Alwyn's home, warmly decorated in wood, reminded me of my previoustemporary refuge, but this one had an additional, indefinable welcomingair to it. Maybe it was the tea, maybe it was the smell of bread in theoven. I could feel myself relaxing. The older woman's hospitality, thewarmth of her expression, and above all her apparent desire to help, gaveme hope that I might. He decided rite then that he sure love pussy. She said that sure was a surprise I love sex and knew it would be nice. But that was great Jeff. He said again that he couldn't believe that he just had his second fantasy fulfilled. She said with a smile, do you have anymore you would care to tell me about? Jeff sort of smiled and said yes, he wanted to learn all there was to know about pussy and could she teach him? She said with a big grin yes I would love to. But she had to get to work and.