They walked out of the room as the rest of us talk to my dad.[Sue’s Narration]Katherine guided me into an alcove off the kitchen. The alcove was fac...ng a garden that hid everything but the distant view of the countryside. Four comfortable chairs surrounded a low table. After being seated, Angela brought in tea and butter cookies. Katherine asked how I took my tea and served me a cup while we chatted about general topics.“So dear, as I’m sure you’re aware, I’m trying to learn more about the. I went to an all boys'school and there was a tendency amongst the teachers to encourage us boysto think of ourselves as the superior sex. At its root the concept wasessentially that women were there to look beautiful, do the housework andserve our sexual needs. Sure over the years this had evolved slightlywith women entering the workforce but this was as primary schoolteachers, nurses and secretaries. We weren't taught for example aboutthe "Night witches" (the Soviet women who gave Nazis. At that correct moment my friend came to me and said sorry for late, i said it’s ok let’s go . we both went to managers cabin, manager is my friend’s friend, we chatted for a while and returned. And we are on the way to outside. For a while she thought i came for herself and try to tease her. After seeing my friend she went to her office desk. she said sorry with her facial expressions.On the next day evening, i went to the market near to my home to purchase some veggies, I surprisingly i seen. " She said with a wiggle of her hips and a playful giggle. Mark went beat red. "Oh, god. I'm so sorry, Kimberly." "Sorry for what?" She teased. "Well, this bathing suit is pretty loose. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Not at all. I like it." She gave another wiggle that was more like a grind. "I've always wondered how big you were." All the blood rushed from Mikes head and into his cock. He was instantly hard and had no idea how to respond. So many things were running through his mind..