It passed normally. All the boys passed their respective classes and again met in the Hostel for new academic year. Few new admissions were there and ...ew students, who completed their studies didn’t seek re-admission to the Hostel.I was in 9th standard. A new teacher was recruited in my school in the month of August that year. His name was Mr Patel, member of a migrated Indian family living in Nandel. He must have noted my sharpness while teaching, and must have felt to admit me to his cult. She nodded, she wanted this. Bob softly licked her nipples to get them hard, Kim was breathing very heavy, as Bob put the clamps in place. Wow at first the pain was intense, but as Kim relaxed it was tolerable. In fact the pain made her senses become stronger. She was still on her knees, legs together. She could feel her juices on her inner thighs. She was so fucking wet her juices were starting to run out of her pussy. What is next she thought. Bob removed his clothes, they were both naked. Speaking of Mom, she visits me during the early afternoon, and we sit and talk, with her on my lap, which most of the time, turns into a make out session. Sometimes even more than that!I have 31 paying tutoring clients, who all come over twice a week, all at my new rate of $65 an hour. For the math deprived, that is $4,030 a week, all in cash!Besides them, are my four closest girls, mentioned earlier, who come over at separate times for some very ... personal tutoring, at no charge!My youngest. When most everyone first saw him in these clothes they were either stunned or wanted to laugh.Bea had the final word when she announced, “Now, that’s what a well-dressed gentleman should look like.”“Thank you, dear lady,” answered Grant, and then he asked, “Victor, what’s our status?”“The Amanda Dear is attached by means of a three-inch rope and we’re ready to move as soon as Bea and Zeke get on board her.”“Zeke?”“He’s manning the helm and keeping the boat on course.”“That makes sense.”Barbara.