So someone suggested she take a break, go on a vacation or try installing a dating app like Tinder and meet someone for a change, but she didn’t lik...e that idea.However, Meghna was a big fan of ISS. She used to enjoy reading sex stories. The only sexual pleasure she got was by reading stories and fingering herself.One day, she came across my story and she kind of liked my love for women her age, because deep down even she had a thing for young blood. But she only fingered herself and didn’t. She looked every inch (andthose were a lot of inches) the teenaged former catalog model."Want me to come?" I asked."Nah," she told me as she walked towards the door. "It's kind of coldout."I probably should have just gotten down on the floor and wrapped myselfaround one of her legs so she'd have to walk out with me.Chapter Two:I Have RelationsWhile Tamara smoked, Sorrel sat down in her place, between Gina and me.She laughed a lot. Every little thing I said was hilarious and I wasjust so witty. A sky of such deep blue it was black. Set against the blue black were stars, stars unseen in his old sky. Stars unobstructed by the adverse effect of artificial light, the lights of man. A beautiful peaceful night to examine, to explore the shadows and contemplative places of the mind."Oh Man, look at that! Amazing! all those stars. What were we thinking? So many stars in this sky and so few in my time, still there but obscured by city lights, polluted air. What were we thinking?"The Cheese was. Mr Jenkinson joined her in the corridor shortly afterwards.At over 6 feet he was considerably taller than his pupil. She hadn’t noticed before his domineering figure; he may be an old man but he was still strong, and Molly couldn’t help wonder if he was a former rugby player, or perhaps ex-military like her father.“Molly do you care to explain why you were more interested in the filth on your phone than my lesson?”The answer seemed obvious to her but she had no words to offer him.“I’m sick to.