We charged our glasses and held them high and tried to reach for the skies in the crimson light of the setting sun's dark light. And now it seems I do...’t need this life, and when I am standing in the flames I will know I was brave enough to die. So when you are standing in the shadows just know you will never be forgotten for I will still be standing there at your side forever, so rage against the dying of the light. Remember when we visited the old prison at North Point and the silent truths. I swear it will never happen again. You don't even have to pay me for tonight. Just please don't tell my mum about this." Your mum would be very upset if he found out" I agreed."Please don't tell her" she begged."I'll do anything if you promise not to tell him about tonight." I didn't want to tell her mum, since I didn't want to get her in trouble. My tool was twitching and starting to get some ideas of its own. My burning sexual frustration along with the sight this mouth-watering young Asian. I didn’t even know where that was, for a start – for somebody way past puberty not to be able to feel that, says how little awareness I had for my own body! More kneading, getting harder; my fingers had developed a rhythm, rolling sideways from the third finger to the middle finger to the forefinger to the third finger to the middle finger… I had found (without realizing what it was) what I now know was the ugly-named clitoris, which I have given a new name (I’ll tell you later)… fingers. I was a bit hesitant at first on how to approach, gathered some courage and asked her it is related to biology. She said ok and I continued saying “ma there is this subject called human anatomy and a chapter about female genital parts which I’m not able to understand”. She asked me what it was about as she didn’t understand. I slowly lifted my hand and pointed towards her nighty over her pussy. She gave a furious look and asked me didn’t your faculty explain this. I said they did but I’m not.