I take his hand and tell him we are going to practise at home because it’s too crowded here. He looked away. Despite the Matriarchy frowning upon this act of submission I felt we were friends and wanted us both to have fun on our first time. I took his hands in mine and we made love. “Ma maman!” He frantically searched for his trousers and pants and before my mum could enter the room he had his trousers and shirt on. Eventually they subsided and we kissed. I ask the teacher if we can leave and keep practising because our exam is tomorrow. The church bells ring and school starts. His palm grabbed and squeezed my full youthful breasts. He was now bent over limp. that was something new to me! The scene ended. But he tells me that hes not flirting, hes just being honest and that I am the most beautiful girl in the world.
