I was in for a really rude awakening that first day when the classes began to fill up. I had four classes, two freshman, one sophomore and one senior ...nglish class. I immediately found out that compared to the senior class, the other three were going to be a walk in the park.Since I was all of 22 years old, the students in my senior class looked to be my age if not older. I knew they weren’t but still they towered over me in height, some with facial hair, and I have to admit I was intimidated. We just went on with our conversation, no one really mentioning the fact that my wifes tits were hanging out. We talked for a while, and he was getting nearly done with his sketch- which looked very good, he has a talent for drawing tits. My wife looked at him and said, So, would your wife be jealous if she knew you were looking at my tits right now? He kept sketching and said probably. She said Well then, if she is going to be jealous anyway we should give her something to be jealous about. . (But since I’m also an American Citizen, too; and I never swore an oath or anything, I can tell you that Maria got kidnapped by an African warlord as part of an elaborate coup plot. And it’s not really classified, the whole world heard at least part of that story.)A little over a year ago, an assassin ran up to Helen and stabbed her. She tried to do The Thing to him, but in the heat of the moment, did it to the entire room. It didn’t stop him. We found out later that the guy was deaf, so he. I tickled her when I washed under her arms. I thought it must have tickled, too, when she spread her legs and told me to wash between her legs. I washed her slit really, really well. She didn't laugh, though. She just gave more moans like she had when I was nursing on her nipple.She turned around and bent forward to stick her butt in the air (and almost in my face!). "Wash it really good, Harry," she said. I did. I used the soap bar first, running it up and down her crack, over her holes. Then.