One hand on my waist, the other slowly massaging my hair. We began kissing more passionately, and my breathing was starting to become way out of contr...l. We both started to become sweaty, as the air conditioning struggled to keep up with the summer heat. He pulled my head backwards by my hair, kissing my neck. He rolled his head to the side of mine and nibbled on my ears, his hard breathing sending shivers down my spine. With my hands shaking I slid them in front of his jeans, feeling the. I want to marry you instead of Jeff.” We were holding each other tight; her petite body was pressed hard into mine. Despite what she had just said, the thought did arouse me and my cock began to grow. I broke the embrace and said, “Brigitte, don’t say things like that.” She laughed and said, “I’m just k**ding! You’re so easy!” She quickly dressed and left. - - - - -The next time Brigitte came to my office was just three days before her wedding. “Hi, Uncle Bill. I’m here for that lesson. I have the experience and knowledge of what makes a woman happy that these high school boys just haven't got."Just then Holly raised her hand. "Yes Holly, what is it?" Um, I was just wondering... when would this... start?" Well, today is Wednesday so it's a bit late to get started this week. I was thinking we would begin our new arrangement starting next week. I will call one of you girls in on Monday, one on Wednesday, and one on Friday of next week to give you your first 'lesson'."Why don't. Sherry said, “Happy Birthday, Otterly.”“How’s it feel to be eight?” Alex asked.“Like it felt when I was seven,” Otterly answered.Sherry said, “I made your favorite breakfast.”“Blueberry pancakes?”“You bet,” Sherry said.Otterly sat down at her spot at the table. Unlike most kids, she was more interested in eating than opening her birthday presents. She glanced over at the big package and said, “Let me guess. That’s a robotic dog.”“How did you know?” Sherry asked disappointed that Otterly wasn’t.