Inka Kavya dhengachu pookini ani ,thanu inka bed corner lo,nenu bed bayata unnam. Nenu alage karipoyi wet ga unna pookuni na modda petti tease chesthu...na,moddanu pooku chuttu rub chesthu. Inka kavya ki kopam vachi control chesukoleka pothundhi modda kosam,nuvu ippudu modda lopala pettaka pothe nenu malli ranu ani black mail chesindhi. Inka nenu na moddanu thana pookuloki pettadaniki try chesanu,kani kochem matrame petta galiganu,wet ga unna konchem tight ga undhi. Kavya said sir mi peddha modda. I gave her a quick kiss when she got to her classroom, and was rewarded with a bright smile and a slight caress of my hand. Fifty minutes later, and I was tearing out of my classroom, and rushing down the stairs to meet Jen as she was getting out of hers. If any of my friends had been seeing this, they’d say, ‘Dude, you’ve got it bad!’ A really cool dude would laugh that off, but I wasn’t a cool dude, and anyone who said that to me would be right! ‘So, when does your family pick you up?’ ‘My. .. Etc.The et cetera was how Helen was being treated in ongoing psychological programs as well as courses of therapeutic treatment for a series of medical conditions, all of which involved sexual behaviour and all of which were highly infectious or contagious. Those two medical terms Candy used interchangeably but incorrectly. However, it didn't matter as the gossips she was informing were even more ill-informed than she. The bottom line was if you got too close to Helen, you were very likely. This morning he told me that my 'ass is too big' and that my 'tits are saggy'". The sobs were so heavy at that point that she couldn't say more. Marge took her in her arms and kissed her on the cheek several times amid words of comfort. Connie finally stopped crying and Marge provided some tissues to wipe her tears away."My son is an idiot", said Marge (an accurate characterization of the son). Most men would crawl through broken glass to have a lady like you" Connie seemed pleased with Marge's.