I immediately did the same, which caused Zupena to say, “No, I get dishes to sink and cleaned. You go watch TV, yes?”“No-no. I’ll help you cle...n up the dishes. You made an awesome breakfast, so I’ll help.”“But is woman’s job to do meal and clean,” Zupena said with a serious look on her face.“It’s everyone’s job to help with chores,” I replied as I held my plates, utensils and OJ glass in my hands.“You really help with dishes?”“I’ll wash if you don’t want your pretty hands to get all. At the same moment, the call I got from my mother before I left to come to Colette’s flat popped into my head. Shall I tell Colette about her now or wait for later?I knew that Thanksgiving was nearing at home but hadn’t been dwelling on it, now my mother would be coming to London during that time. It made me feel a little homesick, the first time I had felt anything like that since I left home. Dad had announced to her that he decided to go Elk hunting in Rockies over the Thanksgiving Holiday.. It was not an innocent kiss. I let her. She pulled my hand down to herpussy. I let her. I let her touch my penis. I had become a pedophile. Itwas her that made all the moves, but I didn't as a responsible adult sayno. As a teacher, I taught Kindergarten, I never abused children here. Infact I told them over and over, do not keep secrets from your parents. Ihad a dark side and a light side I would be on the computer looking for pictures of children. Years afterI think was I trying to find. A few moments later, we entered her Apartment, both thankful to be out of the stifling heat."Give me a moment," she said her blue eyes sleepy looking from her growing arousal as she headed for her bathroom. My cock about now was pulsing up and down in pleasant anticipation.A moment later, she sailed back out of her bathroom. Taking my hand, she led me into her beautifully furnished bedroom.Looking around, I could see the room was tastefully decorated. The most beautiful piece of furniture was.