I wanted to make sure that she understands it so me mom told her everything,she was not responding,i said”sandhya do u understand dear”its nothing...wrong we are doing,she nodded.there was something more in her eyes that wanted to tell me but were not giving away.i expressed mom my concerns,when she told stupid fellow,she is 16 now and needs sex,cant u get it,she loves you,i could not believe it.”then what shall i do mom”.she replied”go make love to her”mom had bought cake,we all gatered to. "She giggles in shyness at my compliment, so wondering if she's not too busy for a chat, I take a glance at what she's working on and see a maths book opened up on the desk. Her brows are furrowed, and lines have appeared on her forehead whilst she chews her pencil. It would seem that mathematics isn't her strong point, but with this being my one academic strength, it should be a relatively simple question for me.Finally, my opportunity to shine!"Would you like some help, Louise?" No, I've got. I was confused. I didn’t understand. How could she set up such a show one minute and pretend it didn’t happen the next??? The afternoon dragged on into dinnertime and finally time for bed. I looked hopefully across the alleyway but there was no light in her room. I left my blind half open and lay down. Half an hour passed before her light flicked on and I bounded out of bed. I could see her moving around beneath the almost closed blind and then the main light went off leaving only the bed. “I see you are. How bout some lemonade” ? “Oh yes ma'mm, that would be great” ! Exclaims Mark. I look back and forth between the two of them, just grinning.Mrs. Clark disappears into the house, and return in a few minutes now clad in a flowing bathing suite, and a tray with lemonade. As we all begin to sip our drinks, the conversation continues, mostly just chit chat. Mrs. Clark is slightly rubbing her fingers up and down her belly, which was kinda of making me a bit nervous. Suddenly Mrs..