He cared about my safety but at the same time he didn’t want me to leave. This was getting good. “Yeah. I should have asked you to come back to my... place. Totally inappropriate for me to as because of my position but I still wanted to.” “Come pick me up then” I replied. “Really?” “Yes. I would love to see your place.” “Okay I will be there in 15 minutes.” 15 minutes. That would give me just enough time to brush my teeth, my hair, and put on what I liked to call my sexy pajamas. 15 minutes later. "You see the wisdom in Steve's comments and make your way outside to the 'car'. It's actually a shitty 87' Chevy Caprice wagon that tends not to kick into drive, but he's proud of it. You move around to the back, grab a gym bag full of liquor and weed, and sling it over your shoulder. You make your way to the house with the bag and another 24 and lay them down in the kitchen.20 minutes later, the car is unloaded, and you decide to finally take a look at the cottage. It's pretty big, as cottages. Not for long.My libido and sexual curiosity were spiking already after learning how to French kiss. So I would always try to bring sex into our conversations via text messaging. I feel bolder when I'm not talking personally but she would always ignore those parts.I kept on asking her when I could touch her boobs. One night, she decided to let me touch for the sake of my curiosity. She told me that she thought of it for a long time. She thought it wouldn't hurt her principles in life that the. The school is over.“Bring your grammar books tomorrow”, she said. I was still trembling. Not because of the fear of her but from the thing inside my pants. Besides Mrs Sharda Rao was never so hard on me, may be because she was such a good friend of my mother.I picks my phone from the pocket.“We’ve received your result, come home, mom’s waiting for you, eagerly.”It was my elder sister she was on vacation from the college.“Do you think you’ve passed the exam Prateek?” asked a friend of mine when.