Her nipples stood out prominently from the sweat-soaked bra. I quickly went back to reading my comics."Jane, dear," said mom, "I've asked you time and...again to please put on a shirt before you sit down to eat."Jane rolled her eyes and put the sweatshirt back on.Mom was just putting the bowls of oatmeal on the table when Tiff sat down.Martha and I put down our sections of the newspaper and we all started eating. I ate in silence as I waited for Tiff to bring up the subject of my new 'radio'.. There may well have been other guests who were as surprised as Qafira that she was the chosen one, but the teacher had no idea who they could be. In amongst the applause and congratulations that suddenly engulfed the woman who had been almost studiously ignored or avoided since the party began, Qafira was almost totally bewildered. ‘Unexpected’ was not a word strong enough to describe how little Qafira had suspected that she would now be expected to have sex with her pupil as her birthday. That's all I remember.Until, I woke up - stinking headache, hazy vision, the lot. I had no ideawhere I was.The mists cleared a little. I was sitting upright in a chair. My handsplaced kind of on the arms, and I couldn't move my limbs. My head wouldonly move a little left to right - there was a kind of pressure on mythroat.I began to focus a little better, and could make out a shape ahead of me.Siting opposite me was a girl, my age or maybe a little older. Verypretty. She was sitting on a chair. ”My father smiled with memories, “Yeah, we drove the car before we bought it that time. But it didn’t matter to us, I loved her passionately, and for some reason she loved me back. When you were born it was as if we had fulfilled our mission in this life, we were complete. Being married was not necessary for us to be happy. Actually, the only reason we did get married was because your grandmother insisted.”“Which one?”“Your mom’s. She was absolutely distraught that her daughter was living in.