I'd seen him in his underwear lots of times but for the first time he pulled them down, too. He began explaining the parts of his body that before tha... had always been inside his pants. I saw his 'thing' but it was really huge compared to the one my brother had. And below his 'thing' I saw this big heavy looking sack that had something inside. Actually as he explained it there were two things inside.I remember him calling his 'thing' a penis but can't remember what he called that big heavy. Arnie said there was no one home at his house and wouldn't beuntil about 6. My pussy was getting wet just thinking about romping aroundwith these to guys all day. I knew that Arnie was carrying a nice piece ofmeat, just like Don's. Just as I took the last swallow of my milk, Arniepicked up the stuff of the table and took it to the waste can. I thoughtmy aren't you mister eager. When we got to Don's car Arnie opened the backdoor and asked why don't you set back here with me. I did and. The tone in the class grew lighter. As student work proliferated, stories were read and discussed gently and constructively, and he won a certain measure of credibility and respect. And, as typically happened, the class developed its certain identity; consciously or not, they considered themselves a group and recognized their various personalities. Once—apropos of what particular class discussion, he cannot recall: probably something in someone’s story—she confessed that she only showered once. She quizzed do I need any more help mischievously I replied yes bathe me and she smiled, did not say anything, her looks were approving but she did not agreed and chuckled, chided me to have lunch on time and be a good boy and she will see me tomorrow. The wait till the next day was killing the next day went on with the same routine. She had worn her pallu a little loose giving me a nice view of her clevage and a bit of her boobs. Now this was turning me on we could now make eye contact and.