Something needed to be done! I mean, it wasn't as if I was that bad looking. Some of my pals were total mobile zit-farms. OK, I'll confess to the odd ...infrequent blemish - the kind that usually erupts on a Friday night and you make it worse by messing with it - but other than that I was mostly presentable. I had the regulation number of eyes, ears and teeth. I just didn't have, couldn't get, a girl. The problem was the usual prime cause of teen-age angst. The girls I fancied didn't fancy me, and. E. Run into the waves and have fun. Now Amrita was wearing a white cotton t-shirt and a short which ended at least 6 inches above her knee. For the first time I saw her milky white thighs. As soon as we came out of the water the evident thing happened. Her shirt was totally a see through and was totally clinging to her body. And her bra was also not protecting her nipples from protruding and her areolas were totally visible. I just stared at them for about a few seconds and she in a soft. "I get how to fill them out but I don't really get what any of it means." "Okay well let me help you out." Mr Farlane ignored his boner and walked over to the board. He pointed to a capital B next to the upper left hand box. This gave Ruby the perfect view of the tent formed in his pants. She quickly snapped her attention back to the board to make it seem like her interest was solely educational. "Now you see this stands for blue eyes which is a dominant trait. Now say you have blue eyes-" "I. Like you’re doing all the hard work.”“Oh, there’s lots to do and we’ll have to work very closely on this, girl. I’ve got some ideas. Hell, I’ve always got some ideas when it comes to sex!”“How closely? I mean, how closely’ we gonna work?”“Can you come over to my flat tonight, Jen? I mean, to work on the paper?” I added with a Groucho Marx leer, waggling my eyebrows.“Sure. What time?” she asked, glancing at her watch.“Eight o’clock. But first, let’s get the rules straight. I’m the senior author.