My teachers declared to my parents that I needed guidance from a tutor , since My friend had scored 85 % , rising from 45% and I had dropped from 93% ...o 83%.Now , the best options was the tuition. We returned from tuition by bicycle .We developed a habit of talking in dark. Once on an occasion , I stopped talking to her and looked into her eyes straight.She kept talking , but on seeing my glare asked me about my silence. I did not speak. She lowered her eyelids and I kissed on her left cheek.. So lets start the story it was a normal day for me i was coming back from my tuition in metro(kolkata ) a hot aunty was beside me in red saree and her perfume was making me horny.i was staring at her continuously through out the journey ..but soon my station came and i had to move towards the door.there was a crowd at door i was in midst of the crowd. In my front there was a middle aged man between 35-40 age he had beard and was having a suitcase in his hand .As the station came closer people. Larson was on the verge of hyperventilating, but President Escher and Dean Kramer were calm and even kind as they helped Mrs. Reynolds gather her things and leave with the officers. The poor kid who had been sitting in her class was crouched down in his seat as if to hide from what was going on. No such luck.“What’s your name, young man?” the Dean asked softly.“Les Dorn,” he said. “I’m sorry.”“For what are you apologizing? It appears you were simply sitting here in class. I’m afraid it’s been. He'd barely noticed that he'd managed to walk halfway up the stairs behind Adam. He gave his twin brother a quizzical look, trying to figure out what Adam had been saying."I said, did you hear that?" Adam said. He pointed up towards the balcony at the top of the stairs, towards the hallway that led to all the family bedrooms. "Thought I heard something weird, like..." His voice trailed off as he took a few more cautious steps upwards. "It doesn't sound normal, but ... hang on."Adam stopped.