‘Oh good. Maybe I’ll see you there,’ she continued, before saying goodbye. As it happened, my sister-in-law was suppose to babysit the night of ...he conference, but was unexpectedly called away. Since I already knew the teacher, my wife stayed home and I went alone. As I suspected, his new teacher was having no problems with him and was looking forward to having me come in to tell her class a story. ‘You seem to be quite famous for your story telling,’ she informed me. Just then, Beth appeared. You have those qualities, David. Don't waste them."His eyes searched hers, softened. His voice was low and sincere."You don't have to do this if you don't want to." It's OK," she lied, "I wouldn't be here if I didn't really want to be." We could lie to Uncle Larry, make up a good story." How good are you at lying, David?" Yeah, I see what you mean. I never could lie very well. He'd know and then we'd both be in trouble... but I don't want it this way. Please don't misunderstand. You're the most. "What kind?" She said."He raps," I answered."Oh, mixtape rappers. Those."I rolled my eyes for a second and said: "Wait a second. Once upon a time, not long ago, didn't you idolize a rapper because of his mentality? Didn't you idolize the fact that he came from almost nothing, just like us? You still idolize him, do you?" I said, sincerely. She nodded.After a slight hesitation, she asked: "What's your cousin's story?" Well, this will be a long story," I started. "My cousin and I were close. We. Pierre felt his mouth and eyes actually water with the desire to taste her. His sexual experiences were limited to a single tavern wench who had initiated the lord’s youngest son in the art of love. Her tutelage, however, was extensive, and had left him with a fine appreciation for the female form. Giving up women had been the hardest vow he had made, but he was a knight in heart, as well as name, and knew he would want to bed a wife, not whores. As the seventh son of a minor lord, he had.