The young blonde in my evening class would stretch and pop her back, which did very interesting things with her body. It was fun to see her move durin...g those times. The brunette would get serious while doing her exams, but would give me a wonderful smile when she looked up and our eyes met. That always made me feel good inside.I needed to be very careful with my actions, though. I didn't want to lose my job because I really enjoyed teaching. So I kept my thoughts to myself and created fantasies. The spot where they stood couldn’t have been more beautiful. A vast lake in front of them, green grass behind and they walked together on sand as she tried to start a conversation. It was ironic how romantic the place was, especially when she could sense the aloof attitude of her former paramour. He told her with a straight face, that they would talk later at night so that it didn’t create a scene in front of their friends. And so she waited. She waited until the campfire had extinguished and. As he stroked his penis turned hard and every pull of his foreskin gave him unprecedented pleasure. His climax built. He could feel his semen crawl upto the head of his penis. “Hooo came a voice. When Karthik opened his eyes he found his shock filled eyes of his mother that kept staring at her own son.As Karthik came to his senses he got a little embarrassed and his penis instantly lost its hard-on. But: as his eyes traveled down his penis got hard again. He noticed that his mother was standing. A twenty-four-inch still-life hologram of Kellie, Don’s daughter sprang up, looking almost solid. She was wearing a modest blue sundress, standing in the bright sunlight of Poseidon’at, shading her eyes as she looked at the recorder. She carried on her hip a little girl who was frozen squealing with laughter. Kellie was sixteen now and was a lovely woman. She was no longer the fractious, pig-headed little girl that Don had last seen that day two years earlier when she was picked up.Tears sprang.