The candles were lighten and she was with knife to cut the cake. She blew the candles and cut the cake. She gave a piece of cake. I gave her piece and...suddenly applied all the cake on her. She was surprised and happy. Her face was full of cream and some of the pieces went inside her saree. I said sorry mam, this is how we celebrate in hostel. And started cleaning the cream in her face and hair. When I touched her face I was turned on. Slowly I bring my hand lower and brought near the neck area.. ..........I was 8, and being an only c***d, never had the opportunity to check out girls undies before going over to a friends house and him showing me his older sister's pair. It started as a joke, him wanting to show me how gross his sister was for having sk** marks in her panties! We had a good laugh and continued on with our day. That night however I couldn't get the thought of her panties out of my head. I began to get aroused thinking of her wearing them and making those nasty brown. "What news do you have Mr Jefferson, if I may ask?" I was attacked by two Indians two days ago, about forty or forty-five miles south southwest of Lancaster. I wasn't expecting them to just attack and they killed my horse before I shot both of them."The bad news part was that they had five fairly fresh scalps on the thongs around their waists. I don't have any specific idea where they came from or what they'd been up to."I buried them and then rode their horses here, to spread the word and to. I use to take her classes regularly. Most of the classes are 1:1 ratio. While teaching I use to flirt her. While explaining and typing on keyboard I use to touch her body regularly. I came to know that she also likes that flirting. I took her phone number (i.e. landline number).I use to call her whenever classes postponed or cancelled. She used to come from long distance. Her Husband works as a manager in a company. He regularly goes out of town. This I came to know when we talk causally. One.