For Danni it is not just fear of the pain. It is the exposure of her mother's body, the discussion of her mother's parts, and having to touch her inti...ately.the girls at school do not talk much about the ceremony, it is just something to be endured and then hopefully forgotten about.Danni is a normal teenage girl, brown hair, nice shapely figure and apple sized tits. She fills her school uniform well.Danni's mother Rachel on the other hand is a full on redhead. A voluptuous woman, well curvy. Mai nashta khatam kar k apne room mai chala gaya aur padhai karne laga.karib2 ghante bad mousi ne muze khana khane k liye bulaya.phir hum logo ne khana khaya aur mai thodi der TV dekhne laga . mousi kitchen mai sab bartan saff kar rahi thi,aur sadhna aunty mere sath hall mai tv dekh rahi thi.Unhnone muze pucha tum konsi kaksha mai ho maine kaha 10th std mai hu,aur phir wo mere se idher-uder ki bate karni lagi,thodi der mai mousi bhi hume join ho gayi ,Mousi bilkul mere najdik mai bith. I took everything out of my pockets but my car key and phone, and locked the rest in my car. On the way in, I texted my wife and told her which hotel and room, in case... I don't really know, but it made me feel better. I buried my face in my phone and walked with a determined pace past the front desk and to the elevators. I almost walked into a woman who was getting out of the elevator, but I made it in and pressed the button for “3”. It was one of those short (three-floor) hydraulic. She asked me, whether she is the one who is making me feel uneasy. Though it was true, I decided to play with her and said that the conversation with her is making me feel uneasy. She admitted that it makes her feel uneasy as well. She stopped the further conversation and asked me to continue with what I was studying and she started to draw the reproductive system. After few minutes, she stopped drawing and looked at me with flirty eyes.I looked at her with questioning eyes. What she asked me.