Registration for me at UCSB wouldn’t even start until the third week of August, so I would have a bit more than a week to just hang out by myself wh...le my dad worked and Liesl was back in San Diego with her mother.We had fun, Liesl and I. She had made a few friends in the neighborhood in the years she had been coming up, and we spent a lot of time in the pool, either at the house or over at one of their houses. It seemed like my growth spurt had finally arrived and I shot up four inches over. Woh pagal ho ke boli behenchodd ab mujhe chod hi dal.Apni nazia aunty ko kutte ki tarah chod dal.Phir mene apna lund unki chut aage rakh k eek jor dar jhatka mara.Woh chilla uthi aur boli beta bahar nikal tera bahut bada he.Mene bola nazia aunty meri randi darling ab toh expresss train nikal chuki he teri chut kaa bhoshda bana ke hi dum lega.Woh………..ro rahi theee………….ahhhhhhhhhhhh…………auuuuuuu…ui…….ya alla reham kar…………fach fach afch karib aadha ghanta nazia ko chodne ke baad mene saara paani. She even had us learn to extract cube roots! Now that was a challenge! She never had them on a test, but she did show us how to do it. I never expected to use the information, but it was kind of neat to know that I could if I had to.Most of my other classes were the routine stuff. I learned without applying any effort, which was NOT a good thing. It fostered bad study habits which I later came to regret. Oh, I could remember everything I ever heard or read, but integrating it into a useful. It was very relaxing to be out of the competitive male arena. I did show a particular aptitude towards detailed handwork with needle and thread, specifically tailoring. With the tutoring I received from the Sisters, within a reasonably short time, I became quite adept at using a sewing machine, a well worn but reliable old foot-treadle operated American made Singer. I had always been good with mechanical things. While working in the dressmaking area, I readily learned how to make the.