Tabhi kisi ladki ne mujhe peeche se kaha-“excuse me! Kya aap mera room no. bhi dekh ke bata denge”. Usne ek paper aage kar diya jispe uska roll no... likha tha. Maine bina use dekhe us paper pe likhe roll no. ko bhi dhoondne laga.Maine dekha ki uska naam shruti(name changed) hai aur wo meri hi class ka roll no. tha. Uska naam dekhkar mujhe thoda ajeeb laga jiska reason aapko jald hi bataunga. Tab mujhe pata laga ki yeh meri hi classmate hai. Main room no. dekh ke bheerh mein se nikla aur maine. I could hardly wait until the next laundry day. I knew I could easily sneak into mom's room and 'borrow' a pair of her panties, but I was not quite that bold yet. "Hi hunny," my mom said to me smiling sweetly. "Hi mom," I said to her nervously, knowing if she ever found out what I was doing she would most definitely have me committed to a mental institution. "I was just about to go do the laundry," she said to me. "Oh," I said as if I were surprised,. They didn't know what hit them. She was roaring furnace of sexual desire. She emitted more sexual pheromones than any girl he had ever met. Other men suddenly felt a little hornier, but he was the only one who had trained himself to recognize and identify what was hitting him.As he got closer to her, his nose told him one other thing about her. She smelled like his kind of woman. Many psychologists, specializing in love, claim that most men and women choose their mates because of smell. They. Before long they were out of quarters and dimes and as would be poor form for Abbey to simply out raise her teenage sister, they started wagering things besides money.“You wash the dog,” Sara said writing it on a note and tossing it in the pot.“You wash my underwear,” Abbey countered and tossed it in the pot.“You do my homework,”“You rotate my tires,”And on and on it went with each sister continually raising the stakes and the other countering.“Girls girls girls, stop already, this is getting.