Usnay apna nam Huma bathaya aur kaha keh wooh Nosheen kee class felow hay. Main nay ab usko ghor say dekha to wooh to mujh say bhee haseen thee aur us...a qad bhee kafee lamba thaa khub goree rangat aur bohat hee pur kashish thee. Wooh apnee aur Nosheen kee bathain karthay huway mujhay ghor say daik rahee thee aur phir mairee tareef karnay lagee. Mairee umar 17 sal thee aur wooh Nosheen kee class fellow kay lehaz say mujh say kuch barhee hee lag rahee thee. Wooh mairee khub tareef kar rahee thee. " I didn't have an answer there. She was perceptive. I tried,"Your Mom is a good friend. It's nice getting to know the neighbors." She looked up at me. Then her hand slid down between us. Her body leaning against me had caused some stirring."Will it hurt?" It could, but not a lot." Now her hand was moving along the outline in my shorts."I've decided. It's you I want." Do I get a say?" Of course." She stepped back. In a moment the shirt was over her head. Her two small breasts waited for. ” I shrugged.“No fireworks?”I nodded. “Exactly.”We met a crowd of Year Sevens hanging around the corridors between lessons. To say it was loud was an understatement.“Were we ever this small and noisy,” I asked as we forced our way through the throng.“I think we probably were,” she replied with a smile.“Look at those two.” I pointed to a couple of the twelve-year-olds in a corner. He had her pushed up against the wall and was trying his best to suck her tongue out of her mouth. “I don’t think. Though it I saw the blackness of space, the whiteness of stars and distant planets. 'I really am in a space ship.'"Oh Toto," I whispered. "We are definitely not in Kansas anymore."I turned around and looked at Byer and Lara. They seemed pleased with my response to the filters. Byer said, "The filters appear to be working properly. How do they feel?" Fine," I said."Good," he said. "As your optic receptors heal the filters will lighten until they are clear. Once they have gone clear, I will.