”The music slowed again and now half the group decided to head home and others wanted to continue the party.I watched as Shikha walked ahead of me �...�� love the way her ass wiggled as she walked – lost in thoughts about what she had on under that dress.Shikha grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s go, I want to dance.”I came back to the present“What were you thinking?’ she asked.“I was wondering what you were wearing under that dress.” The words were out before I could take them back. Shikha smiled and. Anyway, that's how I saw our love or lust, or whatever it was. I was angry because I'd spent a long time getting ready on Saturday afternoon, and I thought we were going for something to eat. A nice romantic meal somewhere, that's how I had thought it would be. And then perhaps a love making session in a double bed at a nice hotel. Gentle kissing before passionate sex. Instead, he told me that he'd got a room for us at a dismal "business" hotel down in the port area that we knew (he'd taken me. Today we are going to study the male sexual organs and how they work."From my position in the small preparation room behind the science class bench, I could hear the collective gasp at this announcement."But Miss . . . " a young brunette girl poised to ask a question."But nothing Simone," Nikki spoke firmly, "some of you may think you know about such things already."A murmer ran round the class. I bet they do, I thought to myself. There was no way that a group of lovely young girls like this. Her eyes slowly opened, and she smiled wearily."Hi, Dan," Mom cooed. "Is it bedtime?" Yep," I smiled, "Let's get you to bed."I helped her get up, and I carried much of her weight as we got her down the hall to her room. Perhaps this was why she doesn't drink much. I left the light off, relying on the dim hallway light to navigate her bedroom. I stood her in front of her bed, where she swayed slightly."Help me get this robe off, honey," Mom slurred.Sitting in front of her on the bed, I loosened.