Few days passed. One day when I was using Facebook, I remembered about my fake account. Yes, of course, why didn’t I think of this before. The messa...ge I sent made my sister ask me about pussy. I just have to message something new.I messaged her immediately and waited for my sister to ask me about it. After dinner, we both went to sleep. She came to me.Yasika: Brother, that guy messaged me again.Me: Which guy?Yasika: The one asked me about my pussy remember.Me: Yes, what did he message?Yasika:. .. No, Sally! Um……….. no, not here……………… not now!” Mr Smith’s cheeks were starting to flush as he spoke and he stood to turn back to his own desk. “Please don’t come to school like that again, please!” Sally grinned as his back faced her. “Okay Sir!” She rebuttoned your blouse and stood to leave. “Is that all? Or is there anything else you need me for, Sir?” As she spoke she leaned down to lift up her bag facing in the direction of the teacher who was now sitting back behind his desk and. I checked my purse and the bag carrying other documents. I there after came to a table, sat and started sipping coffee. The coffee was very good but I was not able to enjoy because of the surprising incidence. I again looked out through the glass door and saw him looking at me with little smile. I looked in different direction but could see through the corner of my eyes that he was gazing at me. It was uncomfortable. I again looked back at him and surprisingly he webbed his hand and went away.. I don’t mean that much to her really.”“What does she mean to you?”“She’s my friend. Nothing more. Well, maybe a little more. We’ve known each other for a long time but she’s not my friend any more. In fact, I’m really hoping she’ll be friendly after the week is over, but I’m not so sure about that.”“She will be.”“How do you know?”“Trust me. I can see it.”“Whatever.”“I’ll be your friend after this week.”“You will?” I said, beaming.“Of course. This week our job is to get you through the.