I feel no need to be modest about my tongue, Eric. It has so many talents. It knows how to shape the little words that make a woman's mind buzz. Just ...sk your little wife, it made her so willing. My honey tongue whispers endearments to melt them. It also bites harsh commands that stun them. It creates sweet nothings and delivers cruel sneers. My tongue knows all the tricks, Eric. And my women can't resist them.They may want to, but they can't.Which brings me to Irene, your wife.She resisted.. I ask what is news, and she says it is reports of things that take place elsewhere.“You won’t understand most of it, but try to get as much as you can,” she says. “It’s a good way to learn English,” which is what she names their way of speech.The thing on the wall shows pictures, and there are sounds from it too. I can recognize that the sounds are words. Mostly the pictures show the person who speaks the words, but sometimes they show other things. Linda says the other things are like. "im serious Jess, dont look, do you thing and get out"! "hihi oke" she said. The shower was wide open so all i could do was turn my back to her. "hihi you are naked" she giggled. "Jess get out or ill call you mums"! I decided she took to long and couldnt stand the fact she didnt listen to me so i called Linda. "HEELP, GET OUT"! A few seconds later Linda stormed in with hand covering the area i was standing. She was very very angry with Jessica. "This is his personal space, you need to respect. Emphatically, becoming more than a little boisterous in the process, he told his guidance councilor and the pompous ass who functioning as the assistant dean of students that it wasn't fair. He had been carrying solid 'Bs' in the other two classes he had been taking that semester. However, due to the vast amount of cramming he had done in marathon all-nighters in order to get ready for the two exams that the respective department heads had prepared as a means to salvage those damn near.