Usne puri baat suni aur muskra di mene puchha anti aap mere is gambhir masle par has rahi hai unhone kaha ripu beta ye to har ghar ki kahani ha aur aa... se nahi sadion se . aurat ko sab kuchh handle karna padta haiMeri bhi kuchh aisi kahani thi.to jo mujhe meri ek aanti ne bataya jisse mene apni jindgi puri santushti se nikali aaj me vo baat tujhe batati hu.sabse pehle tune achha kiya ki ghar pe kisi ko nai bataya .warna teri family bat jati aur dosh to hamesha akhir me aurat par hi lagta hai.ki. This was not unusual; it wouldn't be the first time we'd made love in the car, and guessing that this was what Phil had in mind, I started to get excited. Looking down at his lap, I could see that he was getting excited too. I reached over and started to caress the bulge at the front of his trousers, but he pushed my hand away. "Why don't you pull that skirt up and show me what's under there?" he suggested. Feeling oddly shy now, I raised my skirt up my smooth thighs and. ..... Camden was perfect. We "played" and acted like we were listening to Mr. Barrett. The lunch bell rang, and we ran to the cafeteria in sync with the others. Lunch passed quickly, and we were back with Mr. Barrett. This period was shorter than the others because this was our after lunch period with Mr. Barrett. Our group (Camden, Cesar, Amber, and me) worked on our PowerPoint on human body systems, and time litterally flew by. Another class change bell rang, and we walked. I had no problem with that, so she sat down and kinda started to play a few notes. I guess she was satisfied, she started to play and sang some old time love songs. She played and sang even better than she danced. The conversations all died down to a dull roar and she continued to play, until about 11 o’clock. She got up walked over to the older guy and they left together holding hands. I wondered, as they left, how a dried up old prune of a man could attract such an angel. But, I have seen.