We both sat on her bed to clear my practical doubts. Initially, we both were sitting with our legs crossed on the bed. Soon our legs and back were in pain, so we laid our backs on the bed’s backrest. I placed my arm around her shoulder cause we were sitting so close.My hand was in the way. She said nothing, placed her laptop on her lap, and kept explaining the basics of my test. Slowly I ended up rubbing her hand, and while teaching, she landed her hand on my thigh and kept it there for a few. At some point she get cold and I offered her my jacket (being full of “love” protect you from getting cold), she thanks me with a kiss on the cheek. It wasn’t anything really, but I looked into her eyes and saw something, I saw what I hoped to be lust…A few blocks later, her hand brushed mine and slowly but surely our hand met and I hold her until we were back to the hotel. I can still remember today the giggle of my friends that walked behind us.22h30, we arrive to the hotel, the teacher give. How many times had he shamelessly stood in the shower, jerking himself to thoughts of her. Remembering a trip to the beaches, her prancing down to the water in a bikini. Or those hot summer nights where she wore thin nightgowns that barely covered her thighs. All these things she did, without realising her own father was wishing he could use that little body of hers. But tonight, he wanted more. Wanking himself to the images of her in his head, just wasn't enough. Did he dare to? Would he stoop. " When I got up to walk I could feel a great weight on my chestin spite of the numbness. I looked down and could see that I didindeed have a much enlarged bustline. Mommie Sheila made sure I followed doctor's orders. I wentright into bed. She gave me a Walkman to listen to music, but Idon't remember what groups I listened to. The next days seemed togo by in the blink of an eye. Mommie Sheila woke me up Monday and I felt excited and veryhappy. She helped me get out of that tight bra.
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