It was a boy’s hostel. There were lots of boys in that hostel. Some boys used to drink and come to the hostel and cause problems. My roommates don�...�t drink and I don’t drink as well. One day I came from my classes early. I opened my room and Suresh was there sleeping on his bed. I went near him and asked him if everything was ok. Suresh was in a deep sleep I guess. I didn’t want to disturb him so I went to the washroom to shower and to go out. I was in the washroom and I heard laughing voice in. "Really?" Oh yeah! I'm still coming, Jack." Shelly pointed to her thigh. "Lookit!" Her juices continued to seep from her cunt."Christ," he said, "I thought you took the shower to get cleaned up."Her eyebrows shot up as she carefully appraised his remark, then after considering her reply she calmly said, "shit happens."We all laughed at that and made our way back to the bedroom to fuck some more.Shelly, holding a towel between her legs to absorb her excess flow, pushed me onto my back and said,. Weston noticed that I was back to Earth and asked again, "Is there anything that we can do for you?"The first thing to come to mind was that I should go to the hospital to comfort my mother as best I could. Since I was too young for a driver's license, someone else was going to have to drive me there. I mentioned that, and Bud immediately volunteered. I accepted his gracious offer and let him up to call his folks to explain why he would not be home until late.Because I did not have enough. These things that were troubling her were mostly the way people reacted to her religion and the traditional clothes her parents made her wear.These sessions had been going on for a few months when Zina started asking me questions about things she had overheard other girls talking about – sex related things. She had tried talking to her mother about them, but had been told that they had nothing to do with her. Her mother told her when she married her husband would teach her all she would need to.