It was a different waiter this time, but we recognised him. He was a handsome six-footer; about twenty-three years old. Broad shoulders ran down to a ...arrow waist. We had passed him by in the corridors a few times and once in the restaurant. Brenda had eye-flirted with him when we did but he had retained a professional air each time. We didn’t know if that was because he simply wasn’t interested in older women (slightly older, before I get slapped!) or if he was just very good at hiding his. Mom looked at me.“Who are you thinking? Xiomara?” Mom raised an eyebrow.Zoë shook her head. “Maybe, In a few weeks. We love Xiomara.”“We do.” Mom smirked. I intended to keep quiet. “Have you asked him who he wanted?”“No.” Zoë scoffed. “I’ve got a few ideas. Plus, I figure, my best friend should have an awesome first time. Dean’s going to have to practice.”Mom laughed like she had six lungs. I burned red. I didn’t know you could talk to mom about sex, brazenly. I thought you had to be. With a flick of her fingers, Raell sent the first on tearing through his side. ‘AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!’ Drake struggled, fighting the clamp collar. The shard had gone through, leaving a thin slit in his skin. It was in the fleshy part of his side, right above his hip. Preoccupied with the pain in his side, Drake failed to notice the next shard zipping to him. ‘AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!’ The shard tore through his shoulder, leaving behind a line of blinding pain. ‘AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!’ The first one ran through. This story is about my sex with my tutorial teacher 2 years back. Sharing this so late because I wanted to share with u guys after my group sex recently I think that this teacher only changed me and because of her me exploring every adventure of life and sex. My teacher name is Sumaiya and about her she’s a fair south Indian with good height and 36-32-36 her figure. She was well educated but she had fallen in love with a mechanic and got married to him. His husband was good looking but he was a.