I mean encounters! I really can’t wait to open up!Ayan: Mom! No. Please. You cannot do that. I can’t let you do that!Mona: Haha. Ayan! Stop reacti...g like this! Act normal! Why can’t you talk to me like how you talk to Diana?! Hahahaha!Ayan: Mom. Please do not tell about us to anybody!Mona: Why?Ayan: Please, Mom. Don’t do it, okay?! You know why I am saying that!Mona: Relax. I know, Ayan. I won’t tell about us to anybody.Ayan: I still cannot believe you are Diana!Mona: You mean D? That is what. Why not.?" Joyce, like a sponge soaked it up. "Robbie, your mad....your mums far better looking than me, and has a much nicer body than mine. But what she's got in bucket loads more than me is......confidence. I'm so shy and frightened....like a little mouse. I'm also, not worldly wise like your mum, I've had a very sheltered life. Do you know that your "Uncle Garry" is my only ever boyfriend.....I've never even kissed another boy. How sad is that" she couldn't understand why she was spilling. He kept at it, moving at a good but steady clip, until there were only ten minutes left in the class. "Well, surprise, surprise, we managed to get through today's material even with the delayed start. I'll take questions until the end of the class period."Someone behind me asked the questions that I think everyone was thinking, "What happened to Wayne? Is he barred from all classes? What's his problem? Is he going to be coming back to class?" I meant I'd take questions about the class subject. I wanted her to see me too, so I showed her what I thought were the hottest and naughtiest of the ones I had of myself. I showed her pictures of me masturbating and cumming, pictures of me getting fucked in the ass by another guy during one of the threesomes I had been in, one of me with a hard cock in my mouth, ones of me and my last girlfriend, anything I could find that I thought might make her horny.We each commented on how hot we thought the other's pictures were. I told her that I wanted.