Uncle: Are you sure there is no such medicine!Mom: Yes I am !Uncle: So can I think that..you respect my love?Mom: NOUncle: Oh! Come. On jyoti…one da... u will kill meMom: What’s the hell u want from me??Uncle: Your loveMom: If you were the bachelor, and I was the maid. I will definitely say yes. But we both r married and have families so this will not suit us in this age. Look I m not a young woman I have a son of 18 years of age. I can’t make love.Uncle: Jyoti look here we got a chance to share. "Look this over for me, will you? It's that essay Ms. Whatshername..." Kaufmann." ... wants next week. Just a start."Anne moved back to the sofa and Tom sat beside her. She handed him her history book. "All right, but learn this for me, will you?" No, but I've got to read it anyway. I'll trade you back. Sorry, I shouldn't have interrupted." Once won't hurt."Much later, they all went to the Union for supper. As they walked back, Alex said to Anne, "My roommate's out this evening. Want to come. Vivian reached behind her and undid her bra. She had no self-consciousness as she slipped out of it. Her small breasts appeared, barely quivering, her pink nipples hard. I loved the sight of them. Just like June’s and my wife’s tits. Vivian dropped her bra and slid her hands down to her pants.I stroked my cock as I watched her unsnap her jeans. Her zipper rasped down. A pair of blue panties appeared with a yellow waistband. She shoved off her pants with ease. They were the tight, ass-hugging. I raise my eyes and look at him. He seems to have regained his self-confidence. "I saw your panties — and everything else!" he continues eagerly, "You were so great when you came walking towards me —like a queen!" I feel flattered. I smile, ruffle his hair and say, "You're a bit of a Peeping Tom, aren't you?" He does not comment on that, but says instead, "The only thing I did not see was a real pee stream." His face has a begging expression. This is obviously important to him. "I see. So, you.