"Why do you ask?" Well." She leans in a little closer and takes my hand. "I'm a guest lecturer in statistics here and we have certain rules about --...fraternization." Fraternization" That one word nearly doubles my heart rate. Her iridescent eyes study my face like a book. I know exactly what she isn't quite saying. And it isn't an invitation for coffee at the Union.I smile. "Well those questions won't even be asked then. With me going to another school." I add.Steph nods. She watches. I think about what happened last night with Martina’s dad. I realize that he never told me his name and he really didn’t give me a chance to talk, and called me kid. I’m wondering what he meant by, ‘everything is fixed’ and ‘you will know soon’.After my run, I head home to the back yard, do pushups, and setups. I head upstairs to my room and find a note on my desk.Your father and I have to work today. Please pick the rest of the vegetables from the garden.Love Mom.Please? Love mom? ... I’m in. She then raised her beautiful face up to me and I could see the questioning look on her face. She didn't need to say anything! I unzipped then and let her reach further inside! Finally, her hands found the top of my undies and her cool hand slipped down to the base of my raging hard cock. Her touch was exquisite and erotic beyond description! Her small little hand could barely reach around me! She gripped my meat at the base and I felt her fingers brushing along the veins and the soft skin. Agnes wondered what her mother would say if they saw or heard about how her daughter entertain each other in such places. Of course, she really do not want to be found out and was very guarded that no one caught. But she liked to think about it hypothetically, probably mom would be a good shocked, she smiled to herself . Sometimes she could be so promiscuous that she marveled at each other then.After a few minutes Agnes assessed that she is already far enough around was just grass, trees and.