Mom and dad continue to insist on the highest marks possible throughout high school."With that comment, we start a comprehensive review of her approac... to math; then create a course of action to improve it. Sitting close as she explains her difficulties; I have an opportunity to actually study 'Angel the girl'. Her blond hair shines as it falls down her back, and smells of the fresh fragrance of her shampoo, and gives me a strong urge to bury my face. Angel's full lips mesmerize me as they. “You see, our teacher explained so eloquently in that lesson how the central, defining point of libertinism is that power is there to be used, and that morale is for the weak.” Her finger prodded at my lips. I tried to press them close, knowing that I couldn’t afford to send even a tiny further signal of submission, but then she leaned so close that I could feel her breath, and she licked her full, rosy lips with her tongue. Her finger slipped inside. Gasps filled the room, and I had to close. So, how’s everyone?”“Same old really, everyone’s still kind of adapting. Oh, wait, Butch and Susie left the vault, for good it seems.”“For real? Like what, together?”“Nah, not like that. Or maybe, who can really say. But no, left on separate days and for what I know they are headed in separate directions. They can fuck off if you ask me, fucking leaving when things get better.”“Yeah, fuck them.”“Apart from that most is non-news. How’s life on the outside?”“Ah you know, okayish but still missing. Raat raat bhar unke kamre se mom ki bahut tez aaaah uhhh ki awaz aati thi.Kai baar maine unko hall aur kitchen mein mom ki chudai karte chupke se dekha hai. Ye baat iss saal ki Holi ki hai jo ki Friday ko thi (2 March). Hamare colony mein sab log compound mein hi Holi manate hai. Uss din bhi yahi hua.Sab DJ pe naach rahe the aur Holi khel rahe the. Mom ne aj multicolored saree pehni thi. Saree ko mom ne navel ke niche pehna tha unki chikni nabhi dekh ke kisi buddhe ka man bhi phisal jae. Blouse.