I just wasn’t into art history and looking at the developments of literature in ancient Egypt was something I thought of as completely irrelevant.�...This is a general studies class, so some of you are here from different disciplines. Art, writing, history, and drug abuse,” our stoner prof said. I swear his eyes were so glassy I could see the universe reflected in them. “Usually, a class like this would have a term paper or a test at the end of each segment. I hate reading term papers and grading. Sari naan eppadiyaavathu vara paarkiren endru sollinaan, oru naal avan indru katayam varuvathaaga solli irunthaan. Athanaal naan papavai mamaiyar arugil paduka vaithu viten, en mamiyaar kanavanudan pesi kondu irupen endru ninaithu avargal amaithiyaaga ennai ethum ketka matargal.Naan iravil vaasal kathavai mamiyar thungiya udan sexiyaaga kathavai thiranthu viten, kathalanai ullle thariyamaaga vaa mamiyar udangi kondu irupaargal.Avargalai thandi enathu arai irukirathu, papa mamiyaar udan urangi. He bought a round of drinks and we had a fantastic time together. As the night continued I asked Charles if he would like to return to our room with us and then leaned over and gave him a big open mouth kiss so that he would know what I was looking forward to. He returned the kiss and was an excellent passionate kisser running his hand up my leg as we kissed and gently barely touched my now wet pussy sending a quiver through me. He finally said he would love to join us as we parted our kiss. We. Iguess this deserves a bit of explanation.The first dress I wore that day my mom drove my sister to the airport wasone of her party dresses. I wore it until bedtime and picked out what Iwas going to wear the next day.The plan was to take the dog for a walk, try on a dress or two, hit themall (Which was a twenty minute bus ride) for a few hours, come home andjust play things by ear until bedtime. Well, after taking the dog out Istarted trying on dresses but I was so enwrapped in it that I lost.