"yess."She staggered in place. Her head swayed with lust.Bob stopped molesting the girl. He stepped towards her mother. Then he turned, looking back a... the vision of sex standing confused before him. Uncertainty made her fidget."Take the shorts off, and anything underneath too," he commanded.She stared at him for a moment, then turned away and began undoing the zipper. While she was doing so he kicked his shoes off, and began to unbuckle his belt. As the hot pants hit the floor, Bob's trousers. Both of them were talking to each other and that was when I realized that the lady’s name was Prerana. But I was not interested in listening to anyone’s conversation. So I shut my eyes to take some rest after my hectic day schedule.The serene breeze outside was making it difficult for me not to sleep. I was fighting my sleep but I didn’t realize when did I take a nap. I was in my dream world but I felt a light sensation on my thigh and that broke my nap. As soon as I woke up, it faded away.At. All we're doing is talking about how things look and feel to you, how you fit into your world." It's not very hard," I said. "Mizz Beck is sort of my main teacher, since she's home-schooling Rachel and Tina's home-schooling me, but Tina's got a class load, so I spend a little time each day with Mizz Beck. She guides us, you know. Like she says 'Today we need to do something about history.' And we find something. Sometimes it's the Internet. Sometimes we go to the library. Real books are neat. I. Yeah, I am. Have you had any girlfriends in school yet? Not really. You probably wish you werent a virgin, Henry. Isnt that right? Margaret squirmed closer to him, resting a maternal hand on his thigh. Do you have a lot of fantasies about fucking a womans pussy, Henry? If youll excuse my language. I guess. And do you masturbate a great deal when you have these fantasies? Henrys blush grew brighter. Margaret thought she could see something stiffening under the towel. Yeah. Every day? Yeah. It.