She was convinced most of the swaggering fellows had already tasted the delights of the less-than-virginal female students in the class.Sister Immacul...ta kept her long eighteen inch ruler always on the ready in her left hand to whack any boy with loose hands and touch up a teasing girl right on her backside when they got too carried away with flirting. Deep down inside, she was in sympathy with their immature fumbling but she could never display such a liberal response to youthful exuberance. Which meant the names and faces were different, but the roles and styles were still remarkably similar. She knew the ones who insisted on non-sexist language. If Candy’s friends wouldn’t support her, maybe the feminists would.“No.”“Well, let me give you an address. Meet me there 11:00 Sunday. Better make it 10:45. You have to have somebody in your corner. Fucking University isn’t in your corner. Probably too late to stop payment on your tuition check.” For that matter, there was probably a NOW. She stood to greet him but before she could get a single word out of her mouth, his lips were enveloping hers tight and hard, pressing her body against his until they ran into the side table. She giggled seductively as the lamp rattled to retrieve its balance, smoothing her long fingers up into his head full of hair, ducking her head down to catch his mouth in another long kiss. It was a kiss that soon went from longing to intensely passionate, their lips and tongues moving in perfect, hungry. That’s how we started to explore ourselves.A lot of things happened and for the past one week, we crossed all the borders and fucked each other like rabbits. All these things are covered in previous parts. Go and update yourself with those. Let’s jump into the story. This part I am thinking of narrating it like a novel and giving some information about us here and there. I am just experimenting with this so help me out and bear with it.I woke up when I heard my mobile rang. It was mom. She told.