.perfectly average in every way. Now, the story!!! * * * My scho...l's science teacher had just left and we were due for a new one, it was a windy Monday morning, and first lesson it was Science, my favourite lesson. Remember how I told you I was perfectly average? In science I was a genius, top of the class (I didn't show off in class or anything, I had self respect!) . I looked a mess as I entered the. If I would have taken the lead and pushed her body down on me, she would have woken up at least our parents, and probably the neighbors, too. I had to give her the opportunity to ease down into it, and so I did. I let her find the right angle. I let her slowly lower her body, taking inch after inch of me. We were still kissing, but every time she lowered her hips, she stopped for a moment. After minutes of wiggling around, I grabbed her face. "Bite on my lip and do it," I encouraged her. There. .. I can't, really!« But I just smile at her and relax against the wooden bench, whilst good and evil fight a crucial battle in her mind. Then she comes around: »Okay, but only if you let me go!« »Of course I will let you go - afterwards!«, I calm her troubled heart. And with trembling finger she opens her jacket and slips it off. She wears a tight white shirt that shows the arousing contours of an even tighter brassiere underneath. I'm full of tense anticipation. She struggles out of the shirt. We function as awesome roommates, good friends that help each other. Just the other day he installed some shelves from IKEA on the wall. Needless to say, they were packed for 7 months, waiting for my dad to visit and install them, which didn’t happen. So now I have Samer, and he is handy. Hmmm, boy is he handy… He used to be a mechanical engineer when he lived and worked in Syria. Now, he is making home improvements at my place while I go to work. Me, on the other hand, I help him with.