Honeybottom was one of his teachers back home but she looked terribly familiar and he couldn't quite put his finger on it. One thing that he wanted de...perately to put his finger on was the tempting gap between her rolling cheeks when she walked or bent over to pick something up. He was fairly smart for his age which was either twenty-four or twenty-five but he wasn't quite sure which one without consulting a calendar to be certain. It didn't really matter because hardly anyone was celebrating. The thought of seeing my old classmates just wasn’t appealing.I never really got on with the girls in my year. Too snotty, cock hungry, and attention seeking. I envied their perfect hair, perfect make up, perfect clothes and perfect skin. I had the opposite. Fuzzy dirty blonde curls, dry skin and a woeful fashion sense. And they loved to remind me of this every day. I would sit with the boys at lunch and listen as they would compare each girl like cattle traders, “Ah but she's got some rack of. After getting load off I was standing so surprised how and what happened. Mentally I was not ready for it. I remained in a shock for days. It was my first ever fuck. She asked me with a wink of an eye "did you like it" I smiled kissed and said, "Yes it was great"After the weekend when the maid came back she smiled and asked "do you remember the lesson or I need to tell you again." I smiled too and replied, "lets take a test to asses am I a good student or not !" She had a laughter and kissed me. She thought to herself that he’d been working a lot of overtime and he was just tired. Then she remembered him saying that he went to the strip club with his friends. Was he telling me the truth about walking away? Andy thought. The tears built up in her eyes while she laid there pondering what’s going on.Marcus came in the room after taking his shower. He got dressed and kissed Andy on her forehead. She sat up and asked if he was alright? He said he was fine and that maybe they need to.