"Why me?" Ethan asked himself in a quiet but pained voice. He refused tolook down at himself as he did so, in spite of the strong urge to dojust that....ust then Ethan realized that Tommy was coming towards him. He gulpeduncomfortably, having avoided his friend all day so far. His firstimpulse was to look for an escape, but it was too late, Tommy hadalready seen him."Yo, Ethan," Tommy greeted him, looking at Ethan oddly. He was quiet fora moment before hesitantly asking, "Are you all right? You. It might have been a part of Helen's translation or rewrite of a literary work, it might have been an essay in which she outlined her approach to translation, it might have been part of a diary containing comments about Cathy and me. There were probably many other possibilities.My curiosity got the better of me. I wanted to know what this document was. I thought of sending it to my own mail box, but all the options on the menu bar were in Mandarin, I didn't know which one to click. Then I. I gently pushed my wife down so her back was on the couch, pulling her skirt down her legs, exposing her G string panties. I pushed her legs high into the air, moving her ass off the couch, and pulled her G string up, up and off her long legs. Whether we would be swingers or not, my wife was now fully naked and exposed in front of Tom and Sylvia! My cock was rock hard! I moved back on the couch and opened my wife’s legs wide. I moved my head to her now dripping crotch and started licking her. Uh - um," the boystammered, his body shaking, "I..I'm not a..a..pervert." That's not what I asked Mark," Serena said, glaring at him. "I asked,"Serena said slowly, "do you like my tits?"The boy just stared at Serena completely perplexed. How did she know hisname? Furthermore why was everyone else in class not paying attention towhat was going on with Serena and himself? They were all still juststaring ahead at the teacher, who was droning on about something orother. It was like they didn't see.