While licking up her body dry I spent more time at her hairy armpits. I found it extremely sexy. I licked her hairy armpits and bit there. Then I lick...d her breasts lavishly. I couldn’t resist sucking her erect nipples and light brown areolas. She had the sandalwood aroma still in her body. “Mone (son), I don’t have any milk to give you” said Mil. “Its ok, I’m giving him enough” said Radhika. Now I moved my licking to under her breasts and then to her navel. I tried to thrust my tongue into her. You’re pulling me to you and inviting me in. Up and under your dress I find your breasts and feel their rounded weight and taut nipples between fingers and thumbs. They sit smooth and cupped in my hands, jolly and heaving in excitement. The warm dough of woman that swell and rise as I do, to meet the touch of another… and in the darkness the light flashes over us. You lean forward, moving your feet further apart, taking your balance with a hand on the cool pool-like glass and raising your. “I don’t know Mummy, I know I do not want to go to university, well not now. Perhaps travel, take a year, and see what happens, keep my options open.”“Mmm, maybe.” I replied doubtfully.“You’ll talk to Daddy then?” She asked.“We’ll see, but you need to have a firm plan of what you’ll do in this year.”“I know, but you’ll talk to him?”“Yes darling, I’ll talk to him. He’ll agree, you know he will, but you need a plan.”I put my foot on the edge of the bed, and rolled the stocking up my leg, then. I could list more than a few of my own for damn sure. My problem was that I knew that I really wasn't in her league. If I did go out with her again, sooner or later, as sure as the sun rose in the east, we'd come up against that stone wall of class-ism that I saw exhibited in the corridor that day. Even if it wasn't expressed outwardly the whispers would be there, about that there was no goddamn doubt.What I couldn't figure out was why she had picked me, why she wanted to fool around with me in.