At some stage he put his hand on my tittie, but I took it away and he did not persist. As I lay in bed that night, I thought to myself that I was a fo...l to take his hand away. He will probably think I am too stuck up and quit dating me. Fortunately I was wrong. The next day he moved his desk right next to mine. We had compulsory study time from five in the afternoon till nine at night with just an hour brake for supper. Peter told me to ask permission from the boarding home parents to go. " Excuse me, sir?" Roger interrupted. "Exactly how does that contribute to the instruction in this class? If you need to post something, post the instructional materials that you show us."The class erupted in hooting and laughter."Now, sir, can we please just proceed with the class? Just forget we're here, okay? Thanks." Roger said as he seated himself."Well, then, I suppose there's nothing I can do to convince you... ?"Both Roger and Cynthia shook their heads. After shuffling some papers. Oh sure, i got up to get the oil and asked Namrata if she is ready. Namrata did not say a word and just positioned herself on the mattress with her back on the bed. I take the towel from her back and she was looking so lovely with her monstrous thighs a little apart. I told her to lay on the mattress on her tummy and back facing roof. She did the same; My eyes were treacherously looking at Namrata’s bums which were huge but shapely. I started with pouring a little oil on her thighs and when I. Fiona takes my face in her hands, my eyes close and she sweetly kisses me on the lips. The tension drains from my body, I fold into her lilac embrace and inhale her. With that one kiss, that one breath of her, the coolness of a river washes over me. Baptism. We stay like that for a long moment, arms around each other, cheek to neck, body to body, man to woman. Our hearts find each other, flutter a time or two, then begin beat together. Fiona. "I'll make you a Margarita." I say pushing away with.