She pulled my hand again and my legs were now touching her knees. She let my hand go and I started to move back.“No you don’t” she said “rub m...!” She grabbed my hand again.I cautiously rubbed her wiry bush. She must have been getting excited and the musky smell was getting stronger. Then it got a little sloppy with moisture. Now I was becoming fascinated. I thought she had wet herself.She then put both her hands on herself and pulled what I later found out were her lips apart. “Stick your. "The next thing I remember hearing was, "Well, what do you think?" I really wasn't paying attention, but I guess Mark thought I was listening intently."Huh? Oh, OK, sure, that'd be fine," came rambling out of my mouth."Good, let's see," he said, standing and taking my hand to lead me back over to my wife."Sara and I thought we'd like to see the matinee, if that's OK with you guys," he inquired."Oh, really," commented my wife. "I don't know. We have a lot of shopping to finish yet. I tell you. Tiffany moved to the front of the class and in back of Professor Dunzel’s desk. The other ladies were seated. They giggled knowingly, as if holding a secret. Tiffany made a gesture for Mr. Dunzel to stand up. She said, ?Well class, today we are going to do something different. I am going to teach. Professor Dunzel, please move over to one of the front desks and sit down.? He did so while almost crying out for her to stop. ?Please Tiffany!? He said. ?I said go to the desk. "You have released all the powers of the blue Stone, Frederic." It was a couple of days before he went to the final year of college. This year, he would graduate in three subjects at the same time. (I already told you, he's a genius). Although he will only be 16 at the time, he will have earned PHDs in nuclear physics, quantum physics and astrophysics. "So, I have reached the limit?" No, you haven't. Your powers will grow stronger each time you use them, but you will no longer discover new.