Main: To ek kaam karna.Neha: Kya bolo?Main: Use bhi le jao apne sath.Neha: Abhi? Woh kaise hoga? Aur aisi kya kaam hai tujhe itni zaroori?Main: Bas sa...ajh le thodi zaroori hai. Tu Akash se thodi door ho to batati hoon.Neha: Chal ab batao, mein apne room mein hoon, woh bahar hai, nahi sunega kuch, ab bol.Main: Woh yaar bank se ek banda aaya hua hai. Ajeeb hai, poora flirty hai.Neha: To?Main: Woh yahan Rakesh ka ek loan approve karne ke liye aaya hua hai. Par bohut khitpit kar raha hai.Neha: To. He tries to hide it, but I catch him, all the time. Gross, huh?" She continued tracing his ear with her finger as she spoke."How'm I supposed to concentrate if you do that?" he asked, ignoring the critique of the older kid's apparent fetish. "Like that's half as bad as what you were trying to do to me?" she replied. "I thought you said you didn't understand why it's a turnon," he said. "What," she said, "you think it's supposed to put me in a trance or something, and then I'll put out? That's. The past me felt so stunted. Like I was a bush planted in a small pot. I could never grow to my full size because I was confined. Now that my pot had shattered and my roots had found real soil, maybe I could grow bigger.Grow up. Stop being a brat. I wasn’t a child any longer. I had turned sixteen a few months back.I reached my first class, my dick hard and throbbing. I sat down. Lizaveta Kuznetsov shifted and looked at me over her shoulder. The black-haired, Russian nerd winked at me. I smiled. I just don't want to any more, that's all."My knees felt shaky already and I pulled air into my lungs and clenched my fists to fight down the electric effects my aunt's and uncle's words were having upon me."Damn it to hell, woman. I can't put it in you and you won't suck it either. What the hell will you do?" Be quiet, Nat," Aunt Linda scolded. "You'll wake the boys."My crotch had begun to seep again with love juices and if I hadn't been afraid of making a noise, I would have gone back to my.