If they acted out like this in regular school ... I was all for sending them all to Catholic School and let the Nuns sort them out. I was Too, their s...ot nosed redheaded brat of a sister. Nobody paid any attention to Too.Whoever heard of a teacher with the outlandish sobriquet of... Too... ? Nope ... seated behind that huge old oak desk was the same sister I'd always been ... Too. Nobody called me Wendy ... nobody called me Wendolyn ... the whole damn family called me Too.'Not so,. To meri story kuch iss tarah hai.Story Background:Meri umr karib 20 hogi. Darasal mera college kuch 20 km ki dhuri par that aur mera roj ka aana-jaana bas se hi rehta tha. Mera din ke laghbagh 3 ghante travelling m hi jaate the aur mai iss travelling se puri tarah pak chukka tha. So I decided to shake things up and make it sizzle. The Day:Mai jaan bujh ke bheed wali bas me chada aur, generally darwaje par rukne wala, aaj sarakte sarakte ek ladki ke right side m kuch iss tarah khada ho gaya ki. Rather than leading me onto the main road passing the college I was led by the hand, happily, up through the campus and up a path which cut straight up the side of the hill on which Lincoln was built. We walked eastwards, the view to the south across the roofs of the city, the river and to the tree covered hill across the valley. A short walk brought us to the top of the large landscaped ornamental park on this side of the city, a popular place for dog walking and little else during the day,. I was wondering... well.. I have needs and I know you have needs also. I was hoping we could keep the friendship and the sex that we had before.It has always been very passionate and erotic...you're the best lover a woman could want and I'm just so fucking attracted to you sexually... well you've known this for ages now." Picard nodded though he was certain she couldn't tell that in the darkness. Deanna's hand continued to stroke his cock and it was once again it's full length, only now he felt.