It all started out as just talking, then to girls, then to telling them “ I remember how horny I was at that age. I know you are probably masturbati...g three times a day!” Everyone would laugh, we all knew it was true. When I found myself alone with the big cocked boy, I steered the conversation towards sex. Then asked if he would ever let a guy suck his cock. “No way!” Of course he said. I knew he would, but I followed up with, “not even for money.” when he paused and then asked, “how much. Patrick woke up."I'm hungry," he said."That's why we stopped, dear. We'll all eat," I responded."'Kay." He seemed very grown up."Do you need a nappy?" asked Weena."No more. But go potty." After lunch we drove back to Mitchell.Weena had him in the bathtub ten minutes later, scrubbing away. "You know this has to be done," I heard her say. "Every snake sheds its skin as it grows. You grow a little bit every day, so we wash off the old in the bath." Okay. But you rub too hard," Patrick. She padded barefoot and naked to the bathroom and turned on the shower, as she waited for it to heat up she looked at herself in the mirror, he large round breasts, full but still holding their natural place well, she ran her hand between them and down her belly, twisting slightly to check out her profile from the side, long legs, toned thighs and her rounded arse giving her the curves her husband loved so much. Her pussy tingled as he fingers brushed her inner thigh.Steam filling the bathroom. The beaker still bubbled, uncleaned, but she was tired after her twenty hour foray into madness. With a sigh, the chemist decided no one would notice if she just stored the rest for the evening as well, so she took the beaker, bottled it up, and placed it in her personal desk in the lab. At the very least, she figured one benefit of squandering her life at this dump of a "school" was that she could be lazy without anyone caring.Finally, she moved to the edge of the room and tossed her dirty lab.