Kenshin... If you sacrifice yourself now, a girl who came all the way from Tokyo just to see you will be very unhappy. (Shishio, screaming and foaming...at the mouth, raises his sword for the final blow.)Let's go home to Tokyo together, okay? Let's go home... (Kenshin wrests himself upright to meet Shishio's charge.)Kenshin: I can't die! There's no reason for me to die here! There's still someone waiting for me to come back! Nothing... nothing is stronger than the will to live!Shishio: No.. I realized he is a sober and decent teacher and I should not fantasize bout him like that but after a day or so I noticed that meanwhile teaching he used to take a nice glimpse of my milk jugs at the starting I was a bit uncomfortable but afterwards.I started liking it and so from 7th or 8th class and I started wearing deep cut spaghettis with shorts which ended just beneath my hips. I enjoyed him erection in class also I used to tilt down on beg so that he could see my heavy and fair bosoms. She wears all kind of dress like a Bengali lady. Her buttocks are very big round , very big boobs. My father most of the time remain on tour. As I got 19 years old my sexual feeling started growing. And the only woman I was in touch was my mother. Whenever I go to take bath I took her clothes out of laundry basket. She always wear beautiful undergarments. Most of the time she wear black bra and panty. I took them In hand and smell them. It excites me. But I never ever thought of having sex with. She laughs and says, “If it as good as that other one then I think it should be rather yummy.” I plug it in, and the wand glows in the still dark curtained room. I bring it close to her body and stroke it along her thighs, and see her reaction to the sensation of the myriad of tiny pinpricks that the wand is giving. “Ooooh...that’s lovely,” she whispers, ”slide it over my whole body.” So doing I find the parts of her that respond best. I had read the manual while on the plane, to remind myself.