.}Uncle Charley said, "I also hope you have enough sense to move the lips out of the way."Tammy said, "They're called labials, labs, for short; not li...s." {And it was the labial minora that were the biggest trouble, and in more ways than that.} Uncle Charley said, "Big education! What's wrong with calling them lips!?!"Tammy answered, "The reason is the things Winnie are going to say if she hears the word 'lips'." {Of course etymologically and, arguably, anatomically, they were "lips".} Uncle. More than once, I'd drifted off during a lesson thinking about her. But that was obviously not gonna happen today, and besides there were plenty of cuties my own age here. I glanced around, and found most of them giggling at me."Class is over! Wake up and go home!" Sexy as she was, Ms. Mott could be real bitch.Not that I wasn't happy to be out of there. It had been a long day of boring lectures, tiring gym and hard desks for pillows. My neck hurt a little and I thought how much better it. She was a small-town girl and from a very conservative family.She told me that my stories were a true source of pleasure, and she started living with my stories during the lockdown days. She was basically from Chikmagalur, and the family is settled in Banashankari, Bengaluru.Nandini was aged 25, had completed her engineering from Chikmagalur. She is working for an IT company in Bengaluru. She stayed with her parents and a younger sister Maya. Nandini was a guitarist.I told her about the. . how about being nice to both Ben and Jim." Oh God! Jim is our son, Jock!" I know, but he is also a young well-built boy." Oh no! NO!" You have desired fun with boys. So, why not? Now you can have two boys." But Jim is our son, Jock!" Do you mean you have never thought of him? For fun?" That is not the point." Tell me truthfully. Have you ever looked at him with some naughty thoughts?" Well..." Yes, tell the truth." Yes, but I have immediately told myself that it was wrong. I have told myself.