I laughed. I knew I wasn't that big. But I wasn't going to say otherwise.As I climbed on top of her, laying there, kissing her, I felt the head of my ...dick against her pubic hair. And I had to ask her about birth control. I felt stupid. And when she said "No", I almost stopped. I didn't want the risk. I almost stopped.But I didn't.Miranda lay there, spread her legs wider, and I entered her. Jesus Christ, it felt like heaven. I felt like I was going to explode. And then it hit me. She was. She herself had caught him masturbating in his rooms, and the maids had complained about the state of his sheets in the mornings. The last time she had walked in on him he hadn't even stopped or tried to cover up. He had smiled at her as she entered to opened his curtains. Naked on top of his bed he had pumped at his large stiff manhood despite her presence. Beth must have stared for a few seconds and this had only made him respond by beating faster before she quickly retreated.Miss. .err...i need to talk to you about something.....nevermind mom...its just something that's been bogging my mind".Mom, woke up and came to me and hugged me. Her soft skin and her breast engulfed me in seconds and I felt a sudden surged of blood to my penis eventhough it only got semi hard. I think mom noticed this when she suddenly released the hug and I almost saw her smirk smile and with her comforting voice asked me;,"Son, there is nothing that can't be solved, now tell me, whats ur. Hands are a reflection of one's styleand refinement. Martin!"After the initial assessments, Mrs Style handed each boy a nail file."All your nails are a disgrace and first of all, you will learn how tolook after them. They must be clean and well shaped at all times." Shedrew a diagram on the board.First you must push in your cuticles, then file them in the oval shapeyou see in this diagram. Never, never cut your nails with scissors. Iwant you to start today but you must practice and maintain.