I am sure some has been brought to the Hall as well." Mmm — Vladamir's vintage is always twice as good as anyone else's. Thank you, Ishaq." There is...plenty. I do not give this to just anyone. I am quite miserly with the vintage from the Heraklan vineyard to ensure it lasts me until they bring more. I was a bit more miserly than usual lately, and I now have enough to tempt a few more people of quality." We'll call out if we need more. Thank you again, Ishaq."Ari settled in and listened to. (what the fuck is making me say these things, I thought.) she didn’t get it at first. Then she looked down to where my eyes were indicating and looked up with such a half-angry half-naughty smirk that it got my instantly uncomfortable in my pants. And she was pressing the tip of my middle finger hard. (say something. Please say something.)“Haven’t you ever?” I fumbled to turn the tables“Ever what?”“Thought of me that way?”She let go of my finger and looked away.“What?” I asked.“I probably. When they were not thus engaged, they were either too tired to do so or were discussing exactly how they should proceed with the next phase of his education in the lustful arts.They quickly discovered there was not a great deal he had to learn. Upon hearing them express wonder at the extent of his knowledge, he admitted to his several affairs and credited the faculty member's wife with teaching him a lot that many young men did not learn until later in their lives. This lady, he said, had. Now let me not waste your time and start the story.Mai chahta hoo ki ye story mai hindi mai likhu taaki aap is story ka maza le sako aur feel karo ki is story mein main nahi aap hi chod rahe ho. To mai ab story start karta hoo.Mai 18 saal ka tha mujhe mere mama ke ghar jana bohot pasand tha kyu ki mere mama ke bache meri hi umar ke the to hum sab boht masti karte the. Mai jab bhi apne mama ke ghar jata tha to meri mama ki ladki ke saath zyaada time spend karta tha kyu ki wo mujhse umar mai sirf.