Laxmi told, shell we go for pissing? So we kept our books and went there laxmi first gone inside and called me. So I went and we closed the door. I sa...d shell we piss together in a signal basin. She seen me and agree and opened the door. We called Vanitha and she asked what. We did not tell anything but called inside. She come inside and there was heavy raining going on inside. So she come in. we transfer our thoughts to her. She smiled and agreed. Normally we drop our panties till our knees. "We REALLY do need to talk first, honey. I don't want you to ruin your life the way your mother ruined hers." What do you mean, Daddy?" You've had the Sex Ed classes at school, haven't you? I know that they say that you should save yourself until you get married, but trust me, honey, when you get together with a boy who wants to get into your pants, it will be real difficult to refuse. And getting knocked up when you're still at school is bad news. Your Mom never got over it." So, what are you. The absence of alcohol and the excitement of my new adventure kept me tossing and turning all night. I finally gave up around 6:00am and took a shower. I was enjoying my bachelorhood that Saturday morning. Once again able to walk around my home without worrying about getting dressed, I felt a freedom I had been missing without even realizing I had lost it. I chuckled when I remembered how my ex squealed about me parading around with my ‘do-dads’ swinging around. I allowed myself the brief. She spun around to find a teenaged boy standing awkwardly in her doorway. He was probably seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a yellow basketball jersey and a pair of shorts. His eyes bulged in amazement, scanning from her breasts to the small hairless mound between her thighs and back again.“Shit!” she swore, spinning around looking for something to cover herself with. Her towels and robes were still packed in boxes. Finally, she crossed the room, aware of the boy’s steady gaze on her.