.. I do not understand what you are saying?" said Manjula in a timid voice.Tiffany gave her an exasperated look. She started to repeat, really slowly:... "I—was—giving—a—blow—job—" "No, I heard you correctly. But what is a blow job?"The three white girls glanced at each other. "A blow job is when a woman sucks on a man's cock," Tiffany finally replied.This did not clarify things for Manjula. "You were already eating dinner together? But you said for him to call you when he came?" What?" Now it was. I started to say something to her as I walked in the den, but the words died in my throat. To say I was shocked was the understatement of my life.Mom was watching TV, alright, but it wasn't a network, or even cable. Up on the 35" screen was a picture of some guy sucking on a woman's hard nipples while he had his finger in her pussy. The woman was moaning and holding his head to her boobs with one hand while she stroked his enormous erection with the other.My mother was watching a porno. "It was true that three of her friends have been over that afternoon in their skimpy outfits to take advantage of the late summer sun, but I had tried to keep out of their way."You've been giving them that sultry look you're so good at," she said, "then you leave them all hot at bothered." What are you on about?" I inquired, "I've tried to keep out of your way all afternoon." Look brother," she pointed her finger at me, "you're stripped down to a pair of small shorts, your chest all bare and. The next class is math, and boy, do eighty minutes go by fast when you’re not paying attention. But something’s different today, or is it someone? I feel eyes on me. I look around in front of me, everyone is looking at the teacher. I look at Amaya, or is that Miranda? I can never tell the two apart. I look behind me. That must be the new kid. Oh boy, he is go-od lookin’. He smiles at me. Ohmygod! That smile will be stuck in my head for the rest of my life! ‘I’m Alex,’ He smiles. ‘I’m Ana,’ I.