I was intrigued and began chatting her up. She told me that her name is Reena (name changed) and that she was 35 and a house wife.Days started passing...by and we began taking more and more on the phone and became close and started talking about various things. Slowly and steadily we began talking about sex and she told me that her husband never cared for her and didn’t fulfill her needs emotionally and physically. I was distressed and promised that I would be there for her in what ever manner. Uh ... dressed differently today." Yes, sir."Kelsey grinned to herself. Mr. Martin couldn't keep his eyes off Deanna's chest. He was just like every boy on campus. Show off some skin and female form and the boys couldn't help but stare.When Mr. Martin returned to his desk, Kelsey whispered. "He likes you. He was imagining you naked."Deanna shook her head. He was a teacher. He wasn't like that.Kelsey didn't know if Mr. Martin imagined Deanna naked or not but she wanted to put the possibility in. This was a far cry from crossing the quadrangle to the privy in all weathers at the Convent. She wondered why she had such splendid accommodations, since she was there as a punishment. Returning to the other room, she was just going to say her nightly prayers before lying down for the night when there was a tap on the door. Sister Lucia opened it and a very young girl stood there."The Master says I am to fetch the smock and the sandals, Sister," she said, curtseying.Sister Lucia was taken aback. Deepu looked at the engorged nipple with fascination. He had never seen one as a teenager. He could smell the milk.Almost as if in a trance, he extended his tongue and flicked at the droplets of milk on the nipple. And just as soon they were replaced with more milk. With a palpitating heart Deepu, moved in a took the nipple in his mouth and suckled. The sweet milk came gushing in as if a dam broke loose. His mother moaned in her sleep and pulled Deepu’s head closer. With that Deepu started.