Shewasn?t used to working, to actually applying herself. But it was more thanthat. She didn?t know the basics that you were supposed to absorb from hi...ghschool. And she had no one to help her. It was actually herpre-calc professor that saved her. Frustrated with the class, she decided thattoday they would experiment with a new form of learning that didn?t involve theteacher. They would all pair up and answer each other?s questions while theteacher ?observed?. Most people either knew everything. My fat ass actually drew 40 women at one show, which actually got rough! Along with the two a week shows, the neighbor lady that started this masturbation show thing also demanded what she considered to be her share of my attention! Since we had moved in together the frequency and intensity plus the shows was starting to get to me! One night after z particularly fantastic sex session, I confessed to her that this whole thing was getting the best of me and that we needed to cut back on the. I picked a seat across from her, and made myself comfortable before even looking at her again. Her curiosity was building, I knew it, and I needed to raise it to a crescendo if I was to succeed. A crest, a trough and a crest - the geometrical representation of man's greatest weakness, his curiosity. If I remember correctly, it was curiosity that killed the pussy!"Massage. A slow, sensuous massage. Does the trick every time."Her eyes conveyed her disappointment mixed with a larger dose of. Fir woh raat ko humaare ghar main hi sone lagi baton baton main usne bataya jain sahab to kabhi kabhi hi usse lagte hain meri bv boli mere to din raat lage rehte hain fir unhone wohi bf dekhi or raat ko saath main bed room main chale gaye wahan meri thodi si bachi rum padhi thi pehle to usne mana kiya fir maan gayi meri bv khoob saare juice main rum daal ker mila diya or peete peete baaten kerne lage wo boli ki jain saab jab kuch nahin kerte to tum kya kerti ho woh boli ki yeh bhi koi poochne.