I was wearing a mini-skirt and sleeveless tees. While I was checking out some clothes, a hot guy came to me and started the conversation. Rahul: Hi, I...am Rahul.Me: Hi.Rahul: I am actually bad in dressing sense and I have to buy a dress for my girl friend. Her birthday is coming soon. Could you please help me?Me: How can I help you?Rahul: Actually she looks roughly similar to you. I just want you to try these clothes for me. If it suits you, I ll buy this for my girl friend.Me: Okay.I got those. And then there was my sister, equally cute and pleasant. I was the only male member of the group. I was then 19, a virgin by chance and not by choice. I was tall and slim and handsome by all reasonable standards. As time went on and I became closer to the farm girls, I would get a hard on. I also tried to seduce one or two of them. Apparently, the girls had no inhibitions but we did not have privacy. While sitting with female members of my group, I would, at times get an erection. Voluptuous. The formality hurt me a bit and I asked to see her but she said she was busy. My head throbbed - I begged her, it must have sounded pathetic - but eventually she said she had 20 minutes later in the afternoon and I was to come to reception in the council building where she had her office.I arrived early without any plan whatsoever, had no idea what to say to her and was really nervous. But I was determined that it was not going to be a non event and had a small bunch of flowers with me. “There’s a work/study program?”“Yes.”“Why didn’t I hear about it?” Benny asked with a frown. He had been through high school once before and was going through it again, and he’d never heard of a work/study program there. He would have thought that the principal would have mentioned it as a compromise on absences.“I don’t know.”“Sandra, call up the school and schedule a meeting with whoever we need to talk to about all of us getting into the work/study program.”“Okay.”“That’ll solve our lawn.