“Now,” he said, “Molly, you have to, in cadence, give your gesture, the thumb and then give someone else’s gesture next. If you miss giving a...other person’s gesture, in cadence, you have to take a drink of at least two inches of beer. Okay? Now everyone think of their own, unique gesture.”“Everyone got a gesture? Then let’s see them,” he commanded.I made a running gesture with my two fingers, Pam’s was similar to Mike’s but she moved her middle finger horizontally towards herself. That was. I always stand at the back as I get in from the basement. So, I get to check out everyone’s ass and maybe even touch them slightly before I get out.There were a few girls I would end meeting often in the lift. One of them was Shona. She was a Bengali hot teen. The way she was curved on hips and behind, she was irresistible to look at. She was in class 12 and 18 years old when I first saw her. One look at her and I knew she was a Bengali. I know the language a bit, so we started to chat a. It meant the first time she did it, would be with me. That meant touching, kissing, the blow job she’d given me, the cunnilingus she anticipated me giving her and, of course, intercourse in its various forms.I told her it was a crush. She said she knew what a crush was because she had one on Rodney Spruce in the sixth grade. She said crushes don’t last for years.I reminded her I was old enough to be her father, and then bit my lip for bringing his memory into this.“You’re not my father,” she. She was looking up at me stunned."And I don't write 'dirty' stories. They have sex in them. Hell, I write historical books and the publishers won't touch them if they don't have sex in them. Everyone wants to read sex. Sex sells. I'm surprised Algebra books don't have examples with sex in them," I said.That made Jill giggle. I took it as a good sign."Jill, we need to expose students to sex, not protect them. Don't look shocked. What other subject do we say, the way to teach this subject is to.