The best class. Mr. Collins was here. I should explain that I have a big crush on Samuel Collins since the 9 th grade. He was our mathematics teacher...and he was amazing. Both mind and body. He was simply a genius and with a manly figure that made me wet. He was over in his 50’s, with a long gray beard and a bear belly. Not really hot for some people but I’m one of those attracted to elder guys. I arrived home. I had few hours until the meeting so I entered my room to undress and took few. Then I think of a thing that he says. He speaks of the humans making many noises together. I hear this too, often; when they speak to us they usually use just one noise, but mostly they do not make just one noise by itself when they speak to each other. Can it be that they make their speech in little parts, and that the sense is in how the parts come together? It seems a poor way of speaking, but I think perhaps it is so.If I listen how they put the noises together perhaps I may understand. Could they see my erect nipples through my blouse? Could they tell my panties were soaked from the way I walked? Could they see the redness in my face? I didn’t know the answers, and I really didn’t care. I was on a mission to relieve my tension.I was thrilled to find all the stalls empty when I entered. I immediately headed for the last stall for the most privacy possible. I didn’t waste any time getting started, hoping to finish before someone else came in. While leaning against the back. Since already ten days have passed after marriage, all the relatives have left and the house became almost empty. During discussion, to the much of the delight of Kanchana, she came to know from her brother that, his first night ceremony is postponed to next month due to unexpected periods problem of the Bride on the scheduled day. There are no more auspicious days available till the next month. Hence, he is planning his ‘honeymoon cum first night’ on the next month at Simla and take his bride.