One by one students trickled out of classroom until finally Holly and Tom out with big grins on their faces. That is until they say their mom, and th...ir dad’s boss.Amber got up and led them to the staff room next to the auditorium and Mathew told the story again, and this time all four of them ended up crying in each others’ arms.The rest of the day was a blur as Amber called her department head to tell him the news before Mathew drove them all home.Some hours, and a few bottles of wine later,. They use their God given brain, not the man-made calculator.I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know about English while preserving their unique cultural identity.I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe.Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life(Bonnie paused one last time and then continued.)Then, when people try to judge me by what I make, with me. "I'm your twin; I'll always be there and always love you, no matter how big an ass you're being ... which right now, is pretty big." I'm sorry, Daddy," Amy whimpered as she tried to smother me with hugs and kisses. "Can you forgive me?" The look in her eyes, what little I could see of them, said she was sorry ... and worried."Ah, hell, that isn't even in the top ten of the bad things you've said to me over the years," I joked. I put my hurt feelings behind me and tried to comfort her. She. "Oh baby, you like sucking my nipples don't you? God, I love it." I can feel my pussy getting wet as I'm sucking on her little peaks. I can't believe what I'm doing and how much I'm enjoying it. I slowly start to creep my hand down Whitney's navel and slide under her waistband. She stops me. I begin to feel rejected until she flips me off. "No ma'am. I want to do you first." I lay down. Whitney pulls of my shorts and underwear. She stops as she looks at my shaved little pussy. She slowly kisses.