Chapter 1

My name is James, an only child, I am 18 years old this year, and I am in the first year of high school. I will be in the second year of high school in the second half of the year.

My father William is a real second-generation rich man. He started to take over the family business last year. His business is booming. In order to expand the overseas market and make the company bigger, he has been inspecting projects abroad in the past two years.

And my mother Emily is the deputy director of the Municipal Supervision Commission at a young age. Although she usually has a quiet and elegant temperament, once she gets angry, even the elders in the family have to keep silent.

Originally, my parents planned for me to finish high school in the No. 1 Middle School in this city, but plans cannot keep up with changes.

My mother is about to be promoted, and I have to transfer schools again.

Since I can remember, my mother has a smooth career and has been promoted all the way.

My mother, Comrade Emily, has excellent working ability, acts vigorously and decisively, has skills and courage.

When she was in her sophomore year, my rich second-generation senior dad pursued her for half a year before she agreed to date him. As a result, she got pregnant unexpectedly in her junior year. Instead of having an abortion, my mom took a year off from school and gave birth to me.

Although she had a child out of wedlock and her boyfriend was a rich second-generation, my mom did not give up her studies, but returned to school to finish her undergraduate studies.

When she graduated from her senior year, everyone thought that my mom would marry into a wealthy family and take care of her husband and children.

But she made an unexpected decision.

My mom took the postgraduate entrance examination.

Three years later, after getting her postgraduate diploma, she married my dad and formed a new family.

But after getting married, my mom did not return to her family, but took the national exam to enter the system and become a civil servant.

In her words, from kindergarten to college, she was the focus of the audience everywhere? Why should I stay at home all day and worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation and be a housewife after getting married?

Thus, comrade Emily, who entered the system with a master's degree, still shines. She started at the deputy section level. With her vigorous and resolute style, she was appreciated and promoted by the leaders.

With the support of her family, my mother has come to where she is today, from a section clerk to a deputy department-level cadre.

Half a month ago, the provincial party committee decided to appoint my mother as the deputy mayor in charge of the economy of the neighboring Jiangzhou City.

My mother, comrade Emily, gladly accepted the order.

My mother always jokes that her son will always belong to her, and her career will always be inseparable from her, but it is not certain whether her husband can always belong to her.

It is enough to fall in love once when you are young. Since I was born, my mother seems to have realized a lot overnight, felt the responsibility of a mother, and has since devoted her energy to her career and son.

The relationship with my father, on the contrary, has gradually become dull with the passage of time.

Excellent, confident, independent, and sober.

In addition, she is beautiful and has an outstanding temperament. She is still the dream goddess of countless men today.

It is a pity that my father is not grateful for what he has. He thinks that women should stay at home to take care of their husbands and children and be a good wife to manage household affairs. After all, my father who owns the family wealth does not need a strong woman wife, but a wife who can take care of the family.

On this point, my father and mother have quarreled more than once, but the ending is always unhappy.

My grandfather is very powerful. He started from scratch and built a hotel into a large group with chain hotels across the country.

As an only child, my father is under great pressure while enjoying wealth. So after graduating from college, he joined the group and started as a manager step by step. Until last year, he took over his grandfather's burden as the general manager of the group and became the chairman of the group.

In recent years, my father has been busy with his career and he and my mother have been working hard in their respective fields. Naturally, they have no time to take care of family affairs.

Especially in recent years, the group's domestic market has been close to saturation. If it wants to create more wealth, it can only turn to foreign countries. In order to prove his ability to shareholders, my father, who just took over the group, personally led the team to inspect projects abroad. Although there has been some progress in the past two years, the distance between him and his wife and children in a foreign country has become much more distant.

I have basically spent more time with my mother since I was a child. Compared with my father, my mother's work is not so busy. After all, she works in the system, working from nine to five, with two days off and holidays. Except for the lack of winter and summer vacations, her time is almost synchronized with my student. Every day when she goes to work and goes home, my mother drives me to school.

So I have been closer to my mother since I was a child.

The only thing that makes me depressed is the frequent change of schools.

In my impression, from the first grade of elementary school to now, I have changed schools five or six times.

Every time I change schools, I have to leave familiar classmates and teachers, and I will inevitably feel uncomfortable in an unfamiliar environment.

If nothing unexpected happens, after the Labor Day holiday is over the day after tomorrow, my mother will take me to the school to handle the transfer procedures.

"Ms. Ye, let's discuss something. Can I not transfer to another school?"

I sat on the sofa, crossed my legs and said to my mother who was cooking.

Although our family can afford a nanny, my father is not at home all year round. My grandparents live in their own villa for peace and quiet. There are basically only my mother and I at home. She goes to work when I go to school and she goes home after get off work when I get off school. There is no need to hire a nanny.

So my mother, who has never touched the water of spring spring water and has lived a life of luxury, has broken her bottom line for me. For example, she usually does housework such as washing clothes, cooking, washing dishes and cleaning after get off work.

The bottom line is originally there, but it is said that there is a bottom line when you care too much about something; but for something that you care more about, you often break the original bottom line.

In my mother's world, what else can she care more about than me, her son?

So for me, my mother is willing to break her bottom line.

But you can break your mother's bottom line yourself.

If I, her son, challenge her bottom line, there is only one outcome - family punishment!

After get off work, my mother took off her black suit and put on a thin white shirt. The back of the shirt was slightly tight. You can imagine what kind of pressure she was under in front. Through the white shirt, you can vaguely see the black lace bra with floral patterns, which wrapped the plump breasts on my mother's chest. The close-fitting white shirt squeezed the tender flesh on her back and made a slightly sunken convex mark.

The lower body was a knee-length black straight skirt, which wrapped the plump buttocks and twisted gently with the cooking movements. There was an opening on each side of the skirt, which made the crowded space originally occupied by the two black silk thighs dredgeable. Under the bright light, the black silk was full of luster. Following the mother's slender and plump black silk thighs, there was a pair of unique feet wearing pink slippers. The round feet pulled the black silk, showing a hint of black and red flesh color.

I swallowed my saliva, a little distracted.

There was no way. Ever since my Chinese teacher in the second year of junior high school was wearing a deep V dress and leaning over to hand out test papers in class, I inadvertently glimpsed her plump, white and tender breasts. From that moment on, I, who was ignorant, awakened my sexual instinct as a man.

Since then, every time I see a beautiful person of the opposite sex, I feel confused and fascinated.

Especially when I see my mother, who is bright and beautiful and has outstanding temperament every day, I, in adolescence, indulge in the fantasy of my beautiful mother, but I am afraid of her majesty and dare not do anything to blaspheme.

This kind of insatiable desire makes me restless, but I can't do anything about it. I can only peek at my mother's back when she is not paying attention and admire her figure, and imagine some scenes in my mind to get a little psychological satisfaction.

At first, I felt a little guilty, after all, she is my very respected mother, but there is a saying that goes, filial piety comes first among all virtues, judging by the heart rather than the deeds, there is no filial son in a poor family; lust is the first among all evils, judging by the deeds rather than the heart, there is no perfect person in the world.

So I just think about it in my heart, and don't do evil in actual actions. After all, the saints also said that food and sex are human nature, and who can control what they think in their brain?

"If you don't change schools, who will take care of you here?"

Mom said without turning her head: "You will be a sophomore in the second half of the year. You can't be left alone to take care of you during this critical period!"

I guessed she would say that, but I had already thought of an excuse, "High school students can go to boarding school, so I can live in school during the weekdays, and then go to Jiangzhou to live with you during the winter and summer vacations!"

"Mom, I really don't want to change schools."

"No, you should just go to Jiangzhou City with me to study!"

After bringing the last dish to the table, Mom waved to me to come to the table to eat. There was a layer of crystal sweat on her forehead, and her originally neat hair became a little messy. Even her white shirt was a little wet, sticking to her delicate and charming body, and the black lace pattern on her chest was printed.

My mother is really beautiful when she looks at me from the front. She has a delicate and fair face, long black hair tied up behind her head, slender phoenix eyes, curved eyebrows, delicate nose, red lips in the color of bean paste, bright eyes, deep and sharp, with the unique sexy charm of a mature woman.

Sitting on the sofa, I can more directly see the pair of tall, straight, round and plump big breasts on her chest. With her slender waist, her breasts look as big as melons. Because of the heat, the top button of her white shirt was unbuttoned by her, and the tender white breasts squeezed out a deep and charming cleavage. The light sprinkled on her fair and delicate skin showed an attractive luster, which looked particularly breathtaking. The sweat made her skin look even whiter and smoother like the honey juice just squeezed out, making people want to stick out their tongues to lick it and taste how it tasted.

Chapter 2

I collected my thoughts and sat down at the dining table in a gloomy mood.

While serving me the meal, my mother comforted me, saying, "But I can guarantee that you won't have to transfer schools in the next three years. This time you are going to Jiangzhou to serve as the deputy mayor. You will serve for a four-year term and there will be no transfer under normal circumstances."

"Even if there is, I will consider it as appropriate."

"After all, the college entrance examination is a watershed in life, and I don't want you to be affected by frequent school changes."

After serving the meal, my mother sat down opposite me and looked at me seriously.

"Uh..." I held the chopsticks and gently rested my chin, blinked and said, "But my current English teacher is really good. I have always been biased in one subject, but I have made progress in English this semester. I scored 105 in the mock exam last month!"

Since I was a child, English has always been my weak point. Even if my mother hired a tutor for me, it couldn't change the reality that my English was poor. I hope to use this as a condition for negotiation with my mother.

"Really?"

My mother was very surprised.

"Comrade Emily, as a mother, you are not competent. You don't even care about your son's grades." I deliberately said with a stern face and pretended to criticize.

"Stop!" Mom stretched out her delicate hand and knocked on the table, saying calmly: "If you don't like to study, it's useless even if I press your head into the book. If you love to study, I don't have to worry about it at all."

"What parents can do is to provide you with a good learning environment and living conditions so that you don't have to worry about the future."

As expected of a mother, she is very cheerful in my education.

"But is your current English teacher really that good?" Mom hesitated for a while, her eyes flickered.

There's a chance!

Seeing that Mom's attitude had changed, I hurriedly said: "She graduated from a prestigious university. Although she is a little young, her teaching methods are more flexible than the old antiques in the school. She teaches students in accordance with their aptitude and is very suitable for me."

In fact, the bigger reason is that the English teacher is too beautiful and charming. When she first came to the school, she caused a sensation. From teachers to security guards, everyone knows that the new English teacher in Class 8 of Senior 1 is a stunning beauty.

My English foundation is not bad, but it is weaker than other subjects. I can pass every exam. I can usually get about 90 points out of 150 points, just passing the level, and never exceed 100.

But the new English teacher came to our class. In order to leave a good impression on the English teacher, I, the class monitor, listened very carefully in every class, and also took out my spare time to study English, so my grades naturally improved.

In the mock exam last month, I actually got 105 points, which is a major breakthrough.

"Son, your academic improvement is certainly a good thing, but you can't let your mother give up the opportunity for promotion because of this!"

My mother tilted her head and thought for a moment, and her beautiful and delicate face had a trace of worry.

How is it possible! ! !

No matter how important my study is, I can't joke with my mother's official career. She was originally appointed in a critical situation this time, and the leaders above appreciated her and promoted her. She had already agreed. If I regret it, what will the leaders think?

In the officialdom, you must not disappoint your leaders, otherwise you will have to take many detours.

If my mother gave up the opportunity for promotion because of me, I would want to kill myself.

"Hey, I said you can board, you don't have to worry." I put a piece of ribs in my mother's bowl, looking confident, "Besides, I'm 18 years old, I can take care of myself!"

My mother looked at my shameless appearance, held the chopsticks in her hand and poked the ribs in the bowl hard, and said unhappily: "Can you take care of yourself? You can't even cook noodles and take care of yourself?"

"Uh..." I was stunned, and then I said: "The school has a cafeteria, I don't need to cook, I go out to eat with my classmates on weekends!"

"Okay, okay , let's eat first!" Mom waved her hand impatiently and said, "I'll ask your aunt to see if I can let you go to her house for boarding. I'll give her the living expenses every month."

"But let's make it clear in advance. I agreed to it because of your English teacher. If your English score doesn't improve in the final exam, you should still follow me to Jiangzhou to study next semester. You have to get 110 in English. This is my bottom line."

"Today is May 1st, and the final exam is at the end of June. You only have two months to prove yourself."

Did Mom really agree? My eyes lit up. As for what she said later, it didn't matter. I firmly believe that as long as I perform normally in the final exam, my English will definitely improve.

Aunt?

At this time, I couldn't help but think of a pretty face that didn't belong to my mother at all, but had a cooler temperament than my mother.

That was my aunt, who was three years younger than my mother.

She was as good as my mother. After graduating from college, she entered a law firm for internship. In less than five years, she became a well-known elite lawyer in the legal profession and took over many big cases that her peers found difficult.

Unlike my mother, my aunt chose to return to her family after marriage to take care of her husband and children and be a good wife and mother.

In my impression, my aunt is very strict. My six-year-old cousin has just started the first grade and has been arranged by my aunt to attend various interest classes and training courses. The depth of the internal competition makes me, who has been a free-range learner since childhood, feel ashamed.

If I go to live with my aunt, will the strict aunt educate me like my cousin?

But when I think that I will never see the beautiful English teacher, familiar classmates and friends again if I change schools, I suddenly feel that it is not so unacceptable to go to my aunt's house for boarding.

After all, she is my real aunt. Although she is as strict as an iceberg goddess, she still loves me, her nephew.

If I don't want to change schools, I can only agree to my mother's conditions.

And I can't guarantee whether my aunt will agree. If she doesn't agree, I will have no choice.

Thinking of this, I can't help but pray in my heart, beautiful and charming aunt who is always eighteen years old, you must agree to my mother!

After dinner, I took the initiative to wash the dishes, which made my mother feel a little relieved. It seemed that her son had grown up and understood, and knew how to share his mother's worries. So she praised me and went to the bathroom with her clothes.

Splash!

Listening to the sound of water drops from the bathroom falling on my mother's beautiful body, my mind was full of random thoughts. After washing the dishes in a hurry, I quietly walked to the bathroom, but I found that the bathroom door was closed tightly without any flaws. I could only vaguely see my mother's slightly twisted figure through the rough patterned glass.

I can imagine what a blood-spurting scene in the bathroom is. The intellectual and dignified mother took off her simple and serious white shirt and straight black skirt to reveal her beautiful body. Her big breasts were being washed by the water. Under the light, her fair skin exuded a little luster. The mature charm unique to beautiful women exuded in her behavior, which was soul-stirring.

I realized that it was hopeless to peek, so I had to slowly retreat from the bathroom door and honestly returned to the sofa to play with my phone.

I don't know how long it took, there was a click in the bathroom, I looked at the time, my mother had been taking a shower for nearly an hour, it is said that women will appreciate their bodies when taking a shower, I don't know if my mother is the same, otherwise what is she doing for so long.

"James, go take a shower quickly, remember to go to bed early at night"

My mother wrapped herself tightly in a white cotton towel, but her white and smooth shoulders were still exposed to the air and exuded heat. My mother covered her chest with one hand and pressed the cotton towel to prevent it from loosening, and stroked her wet dark hair with the other hand.

Because I was raised by my mother since I was a child, in her eyes I have always been a little kid who never grew up. Now in front of me, she still doesn't take any precautions against me like a child, but she doesn't know that I have already reached puberty,

At this time, my mother's majestic and indifferent breath was diluted a lot by the rain, exuding more of the charming maturity like a lotus out of water, which made me couldn't help but look at it twice more.

"I know, I know."

I picked up my clothes and walked past my mother. My mother exuded a faint milk fragrance, which made me want to push her to the ground and lick every inch of her white and tender skin like a puppy.

Swish, wow, wow...

I turned the shower head to the coldest side to wash my hot body, but no matter how the cold water washed, I always felt that my already hot heart could not be cooled.

Although I am only 18 years old, I know more about men and women than some adults.

Since I had a glimpse of my Chinese teacher in the second year of junior high school and awakened my sexual consciousness, I started watching Japanese movies under the influence of a group of friends. Hashimoto Yuina, Mikami Yua, Aizawa Minami, Kijima Airi...are all my teachers.

Especially Mikami Yua's works, I am even more obsessed with them, because I really like her pair of tall and plump snow-white breasts jumping happily under the fierce impact of male actors, which is simply blood-flowing and dry-mouthed.

But my mother's breasts are bigger and fuller than Yua Mikami's, and her appearance and temperament are much better than hers.

However, I didn't have high requirements when I first watched the film. I found it less and less interesting after watching it for a long time. Only some exciting themes can arouse my interest, such as ethics, uniforms, outdoor and so on. Every time I see the face of the actress, I imagine my mother's face in my mind, and think of myself as a male actor and having sex with my mother.

I squeezed some shampoo, held my hands to collect some water and rubbed my hair. I couldn't help but think of my mother's beautiful face wrapped in a bath towel just now, like a lotus out of water, and her superb figure that could not be ignored no matter how much she covered it up.

"Mom and Dad have a dull relationship, and Dad doesn't come home all year round. Mom is at the age when she has the most needs. If I take the opportunity to enter, I wonder if I will have a chance to subdue her?"

I thought wildly, but I would not dare to do it even if I had 10,000 courages. I could only fantasize about it in my mind. Not to mention how much oppression my mother's majestic temperament cultivated in the officialdom over the years has on me, her height of nearly 175 and her long, straight legs. If I dare to do something outrageous, she can kick me to pieces.

Thinking of this, I still sighed. Whether it is the plot in the novel or the AV, I can only fantasize about it in my mind. If it is really possible in reality, what is the point of the moral system? The society would have been in chaos long ago.

After a simple shower, when I wiped my body with a dry towel, I suddenly found a section of black stockings exposed in the clothes next to me. The surface of the stockings was stained with splashing water droplets, which looked crystal clear. Even without the support of the owner's tender legs, it still looked delicate and smooth, making people unable to resist touching it and then having sex.

But I still resisted the surging desire in my heart. If I really did something with my mother's stockings, she would definitely find clues with her shrewdness. At that time, it would not be challenging her bottom line, but challenging the bottom line of the King of Hell.

So I put on my clothes with a dry mouth and walked out of the bathroom and returned to my bedroom. I don't know why my spirit became particularly excited and I couldn't fall asleep. In the end, I could only take out my mobile phone as usual, flipping through the photos of my mother's graceful figure in the album, looking at the exquisite and perfect curves, imagining some indescribable scenes in my mind, and then fell asleep in a daze...

Chapter 3

Jiangzhou City.

The Labor Day holiday had just ended. A blue taxi stopped at the gate of Wutongyuan Community. A handsome boy got out of the rental car, dragged a suitcase and stood at the gate of the community looking inside.

That boy was naturally me. After my mother's communication, my aunt agreed to let me stay at her house.

Because my aunt's house is also in the city, although it is not as close to the school as my home, it is only a dozen minutes away by taxi. My mother was busy handing over her work, so she asked me to pack my gifts and go to my aunt's house to adapt to the environment in advance.

Because it is a high-end community, you need to swipe the access card to enter and exit, so when I took out my mobile phone and was about to call my aunt, I suddenly saw a beautiful woman wearing a black corset dress and a pair of white fish-mouth high heels, holding the phone to her ear and walking towards the gate of the community.

I laughed and said that it was better to come at the right time than to come early. I hung up the phone that had just rang, showed a bright smile and waved in the direction of the beautiful woman.

"James, why don't you answer the phone?"

The beautiful woman frowned as she looked at the hung up phone.

"Auntie!"

A familiar voice full of magnetism suddenly sounded beside Olivia's ears, startling Olivia, who was a little worried, and looked up in the direction of the voice at the entrance of the community. A young man with red lips and white teeth was waving at her with a smile on his face.

"You kid, I thought you had an accident on the road, why don't you answer the phone?"

Olivia patted her chest, and her towering breasts swayed, almost making the people around her stunned.

I was also fascinated by the unintentional charm of my aunt, but I quickly came to my senses and said, "I saw you, aunt, so I hung up the phone and came over."

"Don't do this next time, it's so worrying!"

Olivia said angrily, and the security guard at the door opened the electronic door and let me in. I walked into the community with my suitcase and came to my aunt. She took the suitcase from my hand and walked towards home, turning her head to look at me.

"Half a year, James has grown taller. Young people grow up so fast."

Actually, my aunt is not short. She is a goddess with a height of 172cm and long legs, but she is shorter than me. After all, I like sports since I was a child, and my mother feeds me three meals a day according to strict scientific nutrition. She has never put too much pressure on me in my studies, allowing me to grow up physically and mentally healthy. So I am already 1.8 meters tall in my first year of high school. "Aunt, the people born in the 2000s are all quite tall now. I have a classmate who is already 1.8 meters tall in junior high school."

Aunt nodded in agreement. Her son's classmate grew to 1.6 meters tall in the first grade. It is true that the people born in the 2000s are all well developed and much taller than their generation.

Looking at my aunt with a slightly sweaty forehead, I stepped forward and held her hand on the suitcase. "Let me do it, aunt."

Aunt didn't insist. She didn't know what was in the suitcase, and it was quite heavy. Looking at her nephew's sunny smile, she nodded and said, "It's good that you came. Thomas is not good at math. You can give him extra lessons when you have time."

"Ah? First-grade math still needs extra lessons? Isn't Thomas too stubborn?"

I widened my eyes and looked shocked. I knew that my aunt was very strict with my cousin's studies, but I didn't expect it to be so strict that even a high school student like me would be drafted. You can imagine how much pressure my cousin is under...

Aunt rolled her eyes at me, "What do you know? Education should start from childhood. Grab it, Thomas is not very self-conscious. If I don't treat him strictly, he won't be able to enter university in the future. "

"Aunt." I touched my head and said, "But my mother didn't force me. I also kept the top ten in the class!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aunt said disapprovingly, "There are more than a dozen classes in your school. You are in a parallel class. Even if you are in the top ten in the class, you probably can't even be in the top two hundred in the school. What are you proud of?"

My mother has always been encouraging me. I usually think I am very smart. It is already very good to be in the top ten in the class without studying hard. I didn't expect to experience the suppression education of my aunt on the first day. How can I bear it!

"Aunt, I didn't realize my full potential. Otherwise, let alone the top two hundred, I can even get the top one hundred in the whole school!"

I was a little unconvinced by my youth and immediately defended myself, not knowing that I had fallen into my aunt's trap. "Really? That's what you said." Auntie raised her lips slightly and said slowly, "Anyway, your mother has told me to supervise your study and not let you be lazy."

"In the final exam of this semester, you must get at least 110 in English. This is your mother's bottom line."

"But the total score must be in the top three in the class, or in the top 200 in the school. This is my bottom line. Do you understand?"

What the hell?

I was dumbfounded. Auntie is indeed my mother's sister. She always talks about the bottom line. Who did she learn this from? Could it be my grandma or grandpa?

I am still a little confident that I can get 110 in English, but it is a bit difficult for me to get in the top three in the class. After all, there are still two months left, and my grades have always been between fifth and ninth in the class.

As for getting into the top 200 in the school, it is even more difficult for me who only has two months left. After all, the school has four rocket classes. The students in the classes are not only outstanding students in the city, but also top students from other cities in the province. They are all 985/211 seedlings. The top 200 in the school are basically taken by the top students in the four rocket classes.

In the parallel class, only if you get the first place in the class can you squeeze into the top 200 in the school, and you will be the last one.

My aunt's requirements are only higher than my mother's.

What can I do?

"What if I don't meet your requirements? You won't drive me away, right?"

I have the confidence to meet my mother's requirements, but I feel a little guilty when facing my aunt's more stringent requirements.

"Not achieved?" Auntie raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms, saying, "I won't drive you away, but if you live in my house, you will have to work hard in the future, understand?"

"Your mother gave you to me, so I have to be responsible for you!"

Auntie, I don't need you to be responsible!

I wailed inwardly with a bitter face, and the joy of not having to transfer schools was diluted by my auntie's sudden "surprise".

At this time, I couldn't help but think of a word in my mind to describe the strict auntie - Nun Miejue.

Of course, if my auntie is Nun Miejue, it must be Zhou Haimei's version of Nun Miejue.

It can be expected that my boarding life will be so difficult and hot.

Alas!

"Your mother and I both graduated from 985 prestigious universities. You and Thomas should not be worse than us sisters. It's not too much to get into 211, right? According to your school's admission rate in previous years, you must at least stay within the top 100 in the school to get into 211."

Auntie talked to herself, ignoring the bitter expression on my face.

We came to the downstairs of auntie's house in a few words.

Auntie didn't stop talking until we entered the elevator.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ding!

The elevator door opened, and auntie and I walked out. Auntie, who was walking in front, took out the key to open the door. I looked at auntie's back, looked up and down, and finally locked on her beautiful buttocks like a full moon.

Because auntie was wearing a black corset dress, set off by a pair of white fish-mouth high heels, her slender figure was exquisite, with slightly shaking shoulders, slender waist, and round and slender legs.

The most eye-catching thing is the swaying and trembling plump buttocks, which propped up the dress into a perfect curve.

At this moment, I couldn't help but think of my mother.

Only my mother can compete with my aunt in beauty!

Chapter 4

"Come and wipe your sweat. You are sweating so much."

After my aunt and I entered the room, she picked up the tissue box on the coffee table, took out a few tissues and handed them to me.

"Thank you, aunt. You should wipe your sweat too."

Smelling the faint fragrance on my aunt, I said politely, and then looked around the room. My aunt lives in a large flat in a high-end community, with five bedrooms and two living rooms. The area is not much different from that of an ordinary villa.

After all, my uncle is a senior programmer with an annual income of one million, and my aunt used to be an elite in the legal profession. A large flat in the city center is still affordable.

"Aunt, why don't I see Thomas and my uncle?"

I saw that no one came out of the living room despite the big noise, so I couldn't help asking.

My aunt explained, "You know your uncle's job. He has a high income and a high workload. He recently took on a project and is living in the company. Thomas is taking online classes in the room and will come out soon."

Tsk tsk tsk, my uncle and my cousin are really hard workers. One works hard and the other studies hard.

So I nodded and said, "Aunt, which room do I live in?"

My aunt pulled my suitcase to the bedroom near the balcony and stretched out her delicate hand to open the door.

"I cleaned this bedroom today. I replaced the pillows and bedding with new ones. If you see anything missing, tell auntie and I'll buy it later."

"Thank you, auntie."

I looked at the tidy bedroom and nodded with satisfaction. At this time, auntie put down the suitcase, lifted the slightly messy hair on her forehead and said to me: "Take care of this place in the future. Don't be polite to auntie."

"Okay!" I responded with a smile, and said carelessly: "Apart from my mother, only auntie is the best in the world."

"You are the sweetest in the world." Auntie crossed her arms and looked at me with a smile, "You are a guest for the first three days, so I won't make any demands on you, but you are not allowed to be slick in front of me in the future, understand?"

"Ah? Why?" I was confused and said with a blank face. I knew that auntie was strict, but I didn't know she was so strict. She couldn't even make a small joke at ordinary times. This is too exaggerated!

Aunt said unhappily: "I'm doing this for your own good. Boys should be gentlemanly. If they are smooth-talking like little hooligans, they are unreliable. How can they find a partner in the future? Girls like gentlemen, you know?"

Ah, this!

What a speechless incident!

I'm afraid it's not you, aunt, who likes gentlemen. No wonder you married an honest man like uncle.

In fact, girls like hooligans more!

Isn't it said that the worse a man is, the more women love him!

However, I can only say these words in my heart. On the surface, I nodded, "Aunt, what you said makes sense." Then I changed the subject, "But everyone has their own personality. Mom and aunt are sisters, and their personalities are different!"

Aunt laughed, obviously she would not be easily convinced by me. She shook her head and said, "I don't care. You can't be smooth-talking in front of me, otherwise..."

"What else?" I asked persistently.

Aunt suddenly changed to a meaningful expression, clasping her hands together and cracking her knuckles.

"Okay, I understand." Seeing this, I didn't understand that Aunt meant to threaten me, so I raised my hands and surrendered, "I will be a gentleman in front of you in the future."

Aunt nodded with satisfaction, "That's right."

"Remember, don't try to challenge my bottom line, just like don't try to challenge your mother's bottom line, understand?"

"I understand, I understand." I nodded hurriedly, "Aunt, I just arrived at your house, and you gave me a warning. How dare I make trouble in the future? Whatever you say is what it is. If you tell me to go east, I will never dare to go west. If you tell me to chase a dog, I will never dare to chase a chicken!"

Aunt is worthy of being my mother's sister. She has a firm grip on me in terms of momentum. As long as they get serious, I can feel the suffocation of my soul. Maybe this is blood suppression!

After all, from a biological point of view, one-quarter of my blood is the same as Aunt's!

"James, you have to know that auntie is doing this for your own good." Auntie looked at me seriously and said.

What else can I say after Auntie said this? At most, I will be careful not to talk nonsense in front of Auntie. It is impossible for me to change this habit. After all, people's personality and habits cannot be changed overnight, and I don't plan to change them.

"Okay, you pack up yourself, I'll go to make dinner."

Auntie waved her hand and turned to leave the bedroom.

I also started to pack my own gifts, hanging clothes and pants in the closet according to different categories. After working for most of the day, I finally finished sorting and lay on the soft big bed in a comfortable big letter shape.

"Oh, I'm so tired."

The evening sunset sprinkled into the room, accompanied by the sound of Auntie's spatula in the kitchen, and the smell of dinner kept drifting into my nose.

It smells so good!

I wonder what my mother is busy with at the moment?

Before coming here, I was still happy that I didn't have to transfer schools, but I just experienced my aunt's strictness, which made me a little depressed. Although my mother was also strict with me, she was very particular about how to get along with children.

My aunt was different. I felt that she had a strong desire for control, which could be seen from my cousin who just entered the first grade.

My aunt was a very traditional woman in her bones, and her thoughts were relatively conservative. In this respect, she was completely opposite to my mother. In her opinion, as long as it was for the good of the child, she could completely ignore the child's feelings.

Such parents are often more powerful.

"James, it's time for dinner."

A female voice that was greasy but majestic came from the living room, followed by knocks on the door. My aunt entered my cousin's room, "Thomas, it's time for dinner, your cousin is here, come out and say hello."

In the bedroom, I sat up with a jerk, put on my slippers, and walked towards the living room.

At the same time, a thin kid wearing glasses and with a steady face that shouldn't be at his age came out of the next room. It was my cousin Thomas who just entered the first grade.

"Cousin, welcome to my house." My cousin pushed his glasses on his nose and said.

At this time, my aunt untied the apron around her waist and walked over, patted my cousin's head, and said angrily: "How can you talk like that, kid? Your cousin is coming to live with us. What is a guest?"

"Ah?" My cousin touched his head and said with a puzzled look: "Mom, why don't I know?"

My aunt walked to the dining table and said without looking back: "Tell you what to do, little brat, concentrate on studying for me. Anyway, from today on, you and your cousin will supervise each other's study."

I was speechless when I heard it. I was in the first year of high school and my cousin was in the first grade of elementary school. It was like the difference between a bronze player and a king player. The level was almost far apart. What was the connection? Besides, do I need a little brat to supervise my study?

Alas, I sighed. From the time we met until now, my aunt kept talking about studying. She mentioned it at least less than five times. I will never have peace of mind in the future!

Looking at my cousin's face full of despair, I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't.

…

After dinner, my aunt washed the dishes and took my cousin and me for a walk around the neighborhood. She called it getting familiar with the environment. After all, I might live here for two years in the future.

After walking outside and returning home, my aunt told my cousin and me to take a bath and go to bed early because we had to go to school tomorrow. Although my aunt was very strict with my cousin's studies, she didn't let him stay up late at a young age. Physical development is also very important.

After taking a bath, my cousin and I returned to our bedrooms.

Just preparing to have a video chat with my mother, this was the first time I left my mother. To be honest, I was a little uncomfortable. Even if my mother was still in this city, I missed her a little.

At this time, there was a sudden "bang" in the bathroom, followed by a painful scream.

Aunt?

Hearing the familiar voice, a light bulb went off in my head, and I got up and rushed out of the bedroom at lightning speed.

I came to the locked door of the bathroom, looking anxious, "Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

"James?", Aunt's crying voice came from the door, and I heard a hint of helplessness and pain in her voice.

"Aunt, did you fall down?" I asked anxiously and concernedly.

"I just dropped the soap on the floor when I was taking a shower, stepped on it and slipped, sprained my foot, and now it hurts... so much that I can't stand up", Aunt paused for a few times while speaking, and I could hear Aunt's gasp of pain with my ear against the door glass, it seems that she fell hard.

"What should I do? What should I do... Why don't I come in and help you?"

"Don't... Don't come in first... Wait a minute..."

Aunt's voice came intermittently, but I was so anxious that I didn't notice the concerns and shyness in my mother's voice.

"Ah, Auntie, can you do it? What's going on now..."

I was so nervous that I held the door handle of the bathroom. Although Auntie closed the door, she didn't lock it because there were only my cousin and I at home. The door handle loosened as soon as I exerted force.

"Auntie, I'm coming in."

As I said that, I increased my strength. In a hurry, I didn't care whether Auntie was convenient or not, and the door was pushed open directly.

"Wait, James, no, don't come in!!!"

"Ah--"

Chapter 5

"Ah, Aunt?"

The moment I pushed open the bathroom door, I could see everything inside. I couldn't help but stare wide-eyed. My mind suddenly exploded and went blank. I saw a scene that I would never forget. I stood there like a sculpture.

At this moment, Aunt was sitting naked on the floor of the bathroom. Her two white and slender legs were tightly closed and curled up. Her hands were hugging her knees, covering her chest with full breasts that were difficult to cover. There was a deep ravine in the middle. Her round buttocks occupied a large area. Water drops dripped down her wet hair, and the crystal water drops were all over every inch of her body.

Aunt buried her head in her chest, as if she didn't dare to face me, the uninvited guest. As an elder, she was exposed naked in front of her nephew, which made Aunt so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Because of nervousness, Aunt's mature body trembled slightly under the shower, looking pitiful.

"James, get out!"

While I was still immersed in the scene in front of me, my aunt's anxious and angry scolding suddenly came to my ears. I hurriedly came to my senses, but my aunt's situation was obviously difficult to stand up, but there was only my cousin in the room besides me. Not to mention that my cousin was also a boy, his small body couldn't help my aunt!

In a hurry, a light bulb flashed in my mind. I ignored my aunt's instructions and rushed to the shower head to turn off the bathroom heater. Then I quickly took out a clean bath towel from the shelf and threw it next to my aunt, and then quickly walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.

"I'm sorry, aunt, I was too concerned about your situation in a hurry."

Standing outside the door, I tried my best to explain to my aunt inside.

However, my aunt inside did not say a word.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to leave or not.

"James?"

After a while, I heard my aunt's tentative voice from the bathroom, and I hurriedly responded.

"You, come in and help me." Knowing that I was guarding outside the door, my aunt sighed and asked me for help helplessly.

"Okay." I nodded and turned the door handle immediately, "Aunt, I'm coming in."

"Yeah!"

After hearing my aunt's barely perceptible hum from inside, I carefully pushed open the bathroom door with my aunt's permission. I saw my aunt wrapped in a bath towel, and I was about to go forward to help her.

Just when I was about to walk in front of my aunt, because my eyes were always on my aunt and I couldn't bear to leave, I didn't notice the soap under my feet that had just made my aunt slip, and I stepped on it, my feet slipped, and the next moment my body fell forward uncontrollably.

"Ah!" Auntie screamed, and when I was about to fall to the ground, she tried to straighten up in a hurry, ignoring her painful right foot, holding the towel on her chest with one hand, and holding up with the other hand to catch me.

However, my 1.8-meter-tall body was not something that Auntie could hold with one hand. My body fell forward and only paused for a moment before continuing to fall. Fortunately, I, who likes sports, reacted quickly, instinctively stretched out my hands to touch the ground, and then my knees landed first, and my knees suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Bang!

My two knees landed almost at the same time, and I knelt on the ground, and then my hands supported the ground. This posture was a bit embarrassing, just like kowtowing to elders during the Chinese New Year, except that there was a wall in front of me.

"James, are you okay?" Auntie next to me asked anxiously.

"Hiss!" I grinned and took a breath of cool air, straightened my body and waved to Auntie, and stood up despite the pain. My knees were scratched and there were some skin injuries, but I could bear it completely.

"Aunt, I'll help you up first." I bent down, held my aunt's arm and said with concern. My aunt hummed in pain and stood up with my help.

Aunt held the towel on her chest tightly with one hand, grabbed my strong arm with the other hand, and walked to the sofa in the living room step by step under my guidance.

My cousin is a child after all. My aunt didn't wake him up even though she made such a big noise. It seems that he is too tired from studying. After all, my cousin was the first one to take a shower and go back to his room to sleep after we came back from the walk. I guess he was sleeping soundly at this time.

I helped my aunt walk to the sofa in the living room. When I sat down, my injured foot might have used some strength. My aunt instinctively retracted her foot with a cry of ouch, but her body lost balance and almost fell again. Fortunately, I was quick-eyed and quick-handed and reached out to hug my aunt.

So big, so soft!

In order to hug my aunt, I put my hand through her armpit and to her chest. Only in this way could I stabilize her. When I touched her chest, I could clearly feel her body tremble. Before she could react, I immediately let go of her body and put her on the sofa.

The air was suddenly quiet.

"Aunt, how about I call my uncle?"

Suddenly I thought of my uncle, who should be by my aunt's side as her husband at this time.

"Don't!" Aunt hurriedly stopped me when she heard it. At this time, she had regained her composure, stretched out her jade finger and pointed to the drawer under the TV wall, and told me, "The family medicine box in the second drawer on the left has regular medicines."

"James, go get it."

I nodded, hurried over to take out the medicine box, then put it on the coffee table and opened it.

"Aunt, which one is it?"

Looking at all kinds of bottles and jars, cotton swabs and gauze, I was dumbfounded and couldn't help asking my aunt.

Under my aunt's instructions, I found the spray medicine and white ointment that are specially used to treat bruises and injuries.

"Aunt, let me help you apply the medicine. It's not convenient for you to do this."

Aunt had to hold the towel on her chest with one hand to prevent her from exposing herself in front of me, so she could only free one hand

I thought she would agree, but she hesitated and shook her head firmly, "No, just help me into the bedroom, I'll do the medicine myself."

Ah, Aunt is being distant with me!

I said to her with a serious face, "Aunt, I'm your nephew. In my heart, you are as close to me as my mother. In this situation, I just want to help you."

I swear to God, I said this completely out of concern for my aunt, and I absolutely had no ill intentions.

Seeing my sincere attitude, Aunt hesitated a little.

If she didn't agree, she was afraid of hurting the child's kindness; if she agreed, she couldn't let go of her self-esteem.

After all, this is my nephew. If he is younger, it doesn't matter. But this kid has already reached puberty. It is said that a grown-up son avoids his mother. James is no different from her own son. Olivia still understands the difference between men and women.

For a moment, Olivia was a little entangled.

"Aunt, I have to go to class tomorrow!"

Seeing that my aunt did not refuse or agree, I thought that I couldn't just stand there like this. Someone had to break the awkwardness. So I squatted down and grabbed my aunt's injured right foot before my aunt spoke.

"Ah!"

My aunt exclaimed and was about to stop her. My face changed drastically and I raised my voice and said, "Aunt, your injury is very serious. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

At this time, I realized that the joints of my aunt's ankles were red and swollen. Such a white and tender jade foot was injured like this. Anyone who saw it would feel distressed.

"Ah!"

I just touched it lightly with my finger, and my aunt was so painful that her face turned pale and her body trembled. It seemed that the problem was serious. She was sprained. No wonder she couldn't even stand up in the bathroom.

"It's very serious, aunt. I suspect that your foot has injured the tendons. You may have to go to the hospital for plaster."

This is not just a skin injury. My aunt's foot injury is more serious than I thought.

Hearing that I said it so seriously, my aunt didn't care about the difference between men and women. She shook her head gently, "It's not convenient to go to the hospital so late. Use the medicine in your hand to deal with it first, and decide tomorrow."

Seeing that my aunt was firm, I couldn't say anything else. I had to follow my aunt's request and spray the spray medicine on my aunt's injured foot for more than ten times, then squeezed out the ointment and began to apply it on my aunt's foot with my hands.

Hiss!

When I touched my aunt's ankle with the ointment on my hand, she gasped in pain, closed her eyes and showed a painful expression, and her feet lying flat on the coffee table instinctively shrank back, but I caught them quickly.

"Aunt, bear with it for a while, it will be fine in a while."

I comforted her softly, and massaged her ankle with my hand stained with ointment. Although I tried my best to reduce the force, my aunt still trembled in pain.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of a family gathering in the past, when my grandma teased my aunt, saying that she was afraid of pain since she was a child. When she was a child, she cried so hard that the whole corridor of the hospital was deafening every time she went to the hospital for injections because of a cold, and even had nightmares when she went back at night.

My aunt's current behavior just verified what my grandma said. It seems that she is really afraid of pain.

After applying the ointment, I took out the gauze and began to wrap it around my aunt's ankle. Suddenly, my aunt's skin felt like being bitten by thousands of ants. The burning pain almost suffocated my aunt, and she was in so much pain that tears were about to flow out.

"Ah... it hurts... James, be gentle, my aunt is in pain..."

Unable to bear it, my aunt couldn't help but cover her mouth with her other hand. Her pretty face turned red, and her eyes were filled with mist in an instant. She instinctively leaned forward on the sofa, and her chest, which was covered with a bath towel, was suddenly surging with one hand. Her breasts were swaying as my aunt's body suddenly moved. This scene made me drop my jaw. Is there really anyone who is afraid of pain to this extent?

I wrapped the gauze around my aunt's ankle several times and finally finished it. Facing my aunt's sobbing sound, I touched my head and didn't know what to do. "Okay, okay, aunt is fine. You are a famous elite lawyer. A mere sprain makes you cry like this. If people outside see you, won't they laugh their teeth off?"

There was no other way. In a hurry, I had to use the tricks that my mother used to coax me.

My aunt's trembling body slowly calmed down. After a moment, she took away her hand that was tightly covering her mouth and pouted her lips and said, "I'm not crying, you Which eye saw me cry?"

Aunt said, and pointed to her red and swollen eyes with her delicate jade fingers, "Look, are there tears?"

Ah, this...

Seeing that Aunt was so proud, I couldn't expose her, so I laughed and said perfunctorily: "Maybe I heard it wrong!"

"Aunt, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

"How can it be so fast?" Aunt rolled her eyes at me, "It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone, do you think it will heal so quickly?"

I nodded and said yes quickly. Aunt fell hard, and I would have to admit it if it was me.

"Luckily you're here!" Aunt changed the subject and said, "If you hadn't come today, I really don't know what I would have done?"

I was naturally embarrassed to shamelessly take credit in front of Aunt, so I changed the subject and said, "Aunt, my cousin sleeps so soundly that such a loud noise didn't wake him up."

Aunt sighed, "I don't know what happened, Thomas always suffers from insomnia after he started elementary school. Usually, I can wake him up with a little noise in the living room when I go to the toilet."

"So I asked him to wear earmuffs when he sleeps at night, so that he won't be disturbed by the noise outside."

So that's it, I suddenly realized, no wonder my cousin didn't come out for a long time.

I laughed, "Aunt, maybe my cousin suffers from insomnia because of the pressure of studying, after all, you are so..."

Before I finished speaking, a murderous aura like substance locked me, I was startled, and seeing Aunt's gradually cold eyes, I quickly shut up and swallowed back what I was going to say.

"What about me?"

Aunt suddenly smiled and asked.

This smile made me shudder instantly. Under the death gaze of aunt, I had to bite the bullet and said, "After all, after all, aunt, you are so...well-intentioned."

Under the strong desire to survive, countless words popped up in my mind instantly, and finally found a suitable one to deal with it.

It seems that my cousin's learning problems are a slide that cannot be touched. If anyone mentions it, aunt will definitely turn against her.

It must be said that in terms of hoping that their children will become successful, my aunt is like most parents in the world. They want to spend all their energy and thoughts on their children, but they never care whether their children can withstand such pressure.

How old is my cousin? He is still a six-year-old child, but he can also suffer from insomnia. This is something I never expected. It is impossible to say that this has nothing to do with my aunt's chicken-baby education.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel grateful to my mother. At least under her upbringing, I had a carefree childhood, but I don't know whether my cousin's childhood was carefree.

At the same time, I was also very surprised. My aunt was my mother's biological sister. She was born in the same family environment as my mother. Her grandparents were not very strict with their children. Why did my aunt's way of educating my little cousin be so different?

Could it be related to her previous work as a lawyer?

Just as I was speculating, my aunt waved her hand and urged me, "Okay, it's so late, you should go to bed, don't be late tomorrow."

My aunt didn't want me to be late for school on the first day I moved in. What if my mother knew about this?

So I nodded, "Aunt, let me help you in!"

This time, my aunt didn't refuse. After the contact just now, her vigilance against my nephew was reduced a little. Even if she couldn't walk after applying the medicine, she simply stopped making excuses.

I helped my aunt to her bedroom and said good night, then left her room and returned to my own bedroom.

I picked up the phone thrown on the bed and saw that it was almost ten o'clock. It was probably time for my mother to go to bed. Thinking that she must be very tired from the handover work these days, I gave up the idea of ​​video chatting with her so as not to disturb her rest.

Turn off the lights and go to bed. I tossed and turned in bed but couldn't fall asleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, my mind would pop up the image of my aunt sitting naked on the floor with her hands on her knees in the bathroom not long ago.

Ahhh!

What's wrong with me? It's okay to fantasize about my mother, but do I have to fantasize about my aunt too?

While I felt guilty deep in my heart, the pretty faces of my mother and aunt kept appearing in my mind alternately, making me upset and hot all over, and my lower abdomen seemed to have a desire ready to burst out.

It seems that I have to rely on the fifth girl to relieve my heat tonight!

In order to fall asleep early, I turned over and turned on the light, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom outside to vent my desire.

When I passed the living room, I saw through the gap at the bottom of the door that my aunt had turned off the light and should be sleeping. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, so I didn't have to worry about anyone disturbing my good things.

I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. I took out my phone and looked through the photos of my mother that I usually took secretly. Then I sat on the toilet. At this moment, I accidentally glimpsed the clothes in the basket that was overturned on the washing machine. There were black lace panties, black lace bras, and the black corset dress that my aunt wore today, as well as the black one-piece stockings that I didn't see under the skirt.

Gulp!

My eyes were fixed on the clothes that my aunt had changed out of. My throat rolled up and down and swallowed saliva. My breathing became rapid. My aunt was wearing black from inside to outside and from top to bottom today.

It is said that women who like black have strong sexual desires. Could it be that my aunt also belongs to this category?

Since I was sitting on the toilet with my phone, the photos on the phone were obviously photos of my mother, but what came to my mind was the scene of my aunt falling in the bathroom today.

I have to admit a fact, the stimulation brought to me by these photos in the mobile phone is far less than the scene of my aunt appearing naked in front of me in the bathroom tonight. It is not that I have changed my feelings and do not love my mother, but everything that happened in my aunt's house tonight is too erotic and exciting.

After struggling with my thoughts, I slowly got up and walked towards the basket of clothes that my aunt had just knocked over with my mobile phone.

Because these clothes and the basket were knocked over by my aunt just now, except for the black one-piece stockings and black lace underwear hanging on the right corner of the washing machine, my aunt's black corset dress and black lace bra fell on the ground and were wet.

The clothes that my cousin and I changed were originally placed in the basket. It is estimated that because there was no room, my aunt put my cousin and my clothes into the washing machine after changing her clothes. The reason why she did not put hers into the washing machine together is probably because she wanted to take out her underwear and panties separately and wash them by hand!

Because my mother never puts her underwear and panties into the washing machine to wash together.

At this moment, I stared at the black one-piece stockings and lace panties on the washing machine. I was struggling with my mind. It was definitely immoral to take the elders' underwear and desecrate them. Although my mother never asked me to study, she always educated me strictly in terms of character and morality.

But I just couldn't help it!

But I just wanted to vent!

But I just couldn't forget the scene of my aunt naked tonight!

Even if I did all this, my aunt was still my aunt. I would still respect her as before. Besides, she wouldn't know what I had done...

I found reasons for myself one after another. The mental torture made me hotter and hotter. The desire deep in my lower abdomen controlled my hands to tremble and reach out to my aunt's black one-piece stockings and black lace panties on the washing machine.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, I picked up my aunt's black lace panties and held them in front of me to examine them carefully as if they were treasures. My aunt's black lace panties were cool and smooth to the touch. They were made of expensive silk fabrics. The hollow design on the front and crotch made them look particularly sexy. The faint lavender fragrance mixed with a little bit of lewd sweetness filled my nostrils and mind.

It turned out that my aunt's pussy and the fragrance on her body were both lavender. Every inch of my aunt's delicate skin must have been marinated with perfume. The lewd and coquettish fragrance on my aunt's panties was undoubtedly the most attractive drug for me at this moment!

Smelling my aunt's unique and coquettish fragrance, I released my thick and long cock from her panties, and at the same time wrapped my cock with my aunt's original panties, and began my first masturbation in my life to vent my desires with a woman's original panties!

At the same time, my mind kept on thinking of my aunt sitting naked in the bathroom, looking so pitiful. I seemed to hear her moaning when I applied medicine to her. I wrapped my big cock in her original lace panties and fucked her like crazy.

Soon, my sperm gate loosened, and my urethra opened. The thick and smelly semen was sprayed all over my aunt's panties. Because I sprayed too much semen, the thick semen went straight through the hollow crotch of my aunt's panties, and the white liquid dripped onto the ground. One after another, the huge amount of thick semen from the young testicles unscrupulously stained and soaked my aunt's original panties!

Finally, after the ejaculation, I looked down and saw that the crotch of my aunt's sexy black panties was covered with a thick layer of white semen. The thick white liquid flowed on the black lace panties like a masterpiece of a master.

I was finally satisfied, and then I placed my aunt's black lace panties, black one-piece stockings, black corset dress or black lace bra on the washing machine in order, and then took out my phone to take pictures and save them in a private album.

Next, I cleaned up the scene. I turned on the faucet to clean the white liquid on my aunt's black lace panties, gently wrung them dry but kept them wet, and then threw them on the floor next to the washing machine to create a scene that was wet with water.

I guess my aunt fell down unexpectedly and may have accidentally touched the basket on the washing machine and overturned it. In that case, she probably didn't have the energy to pay attention to whether all the clothes in the basket fell to the ground.

So I had the confidence to desecrate my aunt's original panties. If the basket of clothes was placed on the washing machine intact, I wouldn't dare to have any thoughts even if I had a hundred courage. After all, my aunt's suppression of blood is not weaker than my mother's.

After doing all this and making sure that my aunt would not find anything unusual tomorrow, I left the bathroom leisurely.

I went back to bed and had a dream. I dreamed that my aunt walked into my room naked and treated me as her uncle and kept asking for more from me. However, my aunt, who was afraid of pain, could not accommodate my huge penis and burst into tears. Her tears flooded my room like an ocean.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

It turned out to be a dream. I breathed a sigh of relief. I kept thinking about the scene in the dream. My aunt, who had a strong sexual desire, rode on me, shaking her breasts and her plump body to please me as much as possible. The rapid panting and the clapping sound of the flesh hitting each other mixed with my aunt's crying and moaning echoed in the room. The scene was simply very erotic!

What a pity, it was just a dream!

I sighed with some regret, but the little James in my lower body was already hard and hot, propping up a tent in my inner vault like a red-hot iron rod.

Aunt is so afraid of pain that even if she is married, she will not be able to accommodate my huge penis. I am afraid she will cry if I fuck her!

I thought wickedly, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I became, as if I had just masturbated with my aunt's original panties last night.

No, I can't think about it anymore, otherwise my mind will be full of my aunt's image today, how can I concentrate on the class?

In order to divert my attention, I quickly got up, put on my clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash up. My aunt's foot was injured and she definitely couldn't make breakfast for us, and I can't cook, and my little cousin can't be relied on.

So I planned to buy some breakfast near the community after washing up, which was also to give my aunt a good impression.

Chapter 6

I walked on the road humming a little tune in the cool morning, holding the breakfast I just bought in my hand, feeling particularly happy. Fortunately, my aunt took me in, otherwise I would have to go to school with my mother to handle the transfer procedures today.

I took the elevator to the third floor, took out the key my aunt gave me yesterday, and just opened the door and heard the sound of running water from the faucet. I walked to the living room and turned my head to see that my aunt's bedroom door was open. I wondered if my aunt was okay?

I put the breakfast on the coffee table and walked over. The bathroom door was open and my aunt was washing up.

"Aunt, is your foot okay? I went out to buy breakfast just now."

What a coincidence, my aunt had just finished washing up. Seeing that I was dressed neatly, she nodded with relief and said, "Thank you, James. If it weren't for you, I would have to endure the pain in my feet and go out to buy breakfast."

My aunt walked out, frowning every time her right foot landed. The injury on her foot should not have healed yet.

I hurried forward to help my aunt, but she pushed my hand away and smiled reluctantly, saying, "It's okay. I just applied the medicine myself. I feel much better than last night. James, go open the door and wake Thomas up. Don't let him be late."

Knowing that my aunt has a strong personality, I didn't insist, "Aunt, I'm going to the bathroom first. I forgot when I went out just now."

Aunt hummed and walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

I entered the bathroom and closed the door to relieve myself. When I turned my head to look at the washing machine, I found that all the clothes on the ground had been picked up by my aunt. The black corset dress was thrown into the washing machine and was being washed with my cousin's and my clothes, while my aunt's black one-piece stockings, black lace underwear and bra were still lying quietly in the basket. My aunt should wash them by hand.

She shouldn't have found any clues, right?

I thought to myself, I handled it very cleanly last night.

And the tone of my aunt's words to me just now was quite normal. She should not know anything. I analyzed calmly.

After a while, I walked out of the bathroom and saw that my aunt was already eating the breakfast I bought. I didn't say anything else, but walked to my cousin's room, unlocked the door and went in.

My cousin was wearing earmuffs and sleeping soundly. It was already past seven o'clock and he hadn't woken up yet. My aunt said that he had insomnia, but I doubted whether it was true.

I took off his earmuffs and pushed his body to wake him up. My cousin was a little confused for a while. Seeing that it was not my mother who woke him up when he opened his eyes, but my cousin, he rubbed his eyes and looked at me sleepily.

"Cousin, where is my mother?"

"You are really good at sleeping. Did you know that my aunt's foot was injured last night?" I was speechless.

"Ah? Mom was injured?" My cousin was originally a child. Although he looked steady on the surface, he was actually only a six-year-old child. Hearing that his mother was injured, he became anxious and got up from the bed in a panic.

"Mom, how are you?" My cousin ran out of the bedroom barefoot in his pajamas, shouting anxiously. "You're going to kill me so early in the morning!" My aunt, who was sitting on the sofa and stuffing a steamed bun into her mouth, glared at my reckless cousin, ate the food in her mouth slowly, and said unhappily, "Thanks to your cousin, I'm not going to die." As if she remembered the helpless and desperate scene of falling in the bathroom last night, my aunt rolled her eyes at my cousin, "You're the same as your father. You can't count on you two for anything." At this time, I also walked out and saw my little cousin burying his head like a bullied young wife to accept the lesson from my aunt. I thought this scene was a bit familiar. Isn't it the same when I make my mother angry? Fortunately, my aunt didn't really care. She just needed a chance to vent. After all, if I was there last night, my aunt might have been locked in the bathroom all night. You can imagine how helpless and desperate she was at that time.

After breakfast, it was inconvenient for my aunt to send my cousin to school, so I had to do it for her. My cousin's school is very close to home. It's just two blocks away from the community. It won't delay me for long, otherwise I will be late today.

I watched my cousin go in at the school gate, and then I hurriedly took a taxi to go to school. Although my previous home only took more than ten minutes to walk to the school, I now live in my aunt's house. I can only take a taxi to go home after school.

This is one of the costs of not changing schools!

Fortunately, it only takes 20 minutes to take a taxi, so the time is not very tight.

The school arranges a 20-minute morning reading class every day, from 8:00 to 3:20, and the class officially starts after a 10-minute break. Fortunately, I have arrived at school before 8:00.

Today's morning reading class is Chinese. I was sitting in the classroom taking out the Chinese textbook. At this time, David, who was sitting in front of me, turned around skillfully while the teacher was not here, lowered his voice and winked at me.

"James, do you want Sister Feng's new movie? It's so exciting. I want to shoot it!"

David, although he is 1.78 meters tall, he is skinny and looks like he has been squeezed dry by a woman. This person is my best friend and junior high school classmate. I didn't expect that we would be in the same class in high school. This can be regarded as fate.

David usually has no other hobbies, but he likes to watch movies. He boasted to us more than once that his collection of movies has more than a dozen T of space. He has all kinds of themes. It can be said that he has read countless movies.

The first movie I watched was also given by him.

Therefore, a group of our friends gave him a nickname called David, and this nickname lasted until high school.

I looked around and found that no one noticed us, so I scolded angrily: "Can you wait until after school? Is it appropriate to talk about this in the classroom?"

David laughed and said awkwardly: "James, I am in a hurry to share with you? I really want to cum!"

My heart moved. With David's experience of watching countless movies, the movie that can make him praise it must be great.

"Really?"

I raised my eyebrows and said calmly: "What's the theme?"

David tutted twice and replied meaningfully: "Taming and training!"

Fuck!

I suddenly thought of Feng Kelian (Feng Hualian) in my mind. She looked pitiful and ready to be picked. I couldn't help but feel restless. Among all the actresses, Feng Kelian is definitely in the first echelon. Hashimoto Arina's long legs, Mikami Yua's plump and white breasts, and her beauty comparable to that of a star, Feng Kelian can be said to have all of them.

The films she shot before didn't have this kind of theme!

It seems that the ban has been lifted.

While I was daydreaming, David carefully took out his phone and handed it to me, giving me a look that you know.

I looked down, and the AV cover that came into my sight instantly made my blood boil. The charming and moving Feng Hualian was kneeling on the ground naked, with a thin subway chain around her neck being held by a man, her expression was both lustful and distressing...

"Pass it to me immediately!"

I was so excited that I almost shouted out. Fortunately, David quickly took back the phone for fear that people around him would find out. Seeing my uncontrollable look, he nodded with satisfaction, and a sense of pride that heroes think alike arose in his heart.

Pah pah pah!

Just when David was grinning and wanted to "blackmail" me with some pocket money as usual, our Chinese teacher and head teacher suddenly clapped his hands and walked in.

"Quiet, students, be quiet!"

The Chinese teacher walked up to the podium with an air of seniority, raised his hand and made a downward gesture to signal the students, and the classroom, which was as noisy as a busy city just now, suddenly became silent.

"Students, due to personal reasons, I am sorry that I cannot finish teaching you this semester before leaving."

"From today on, your Chinese teacher will be Ms. Tang Ling."

"Your new English teacher Sarah will be your class teacher."

"I hope you will study hard in the future, and everyone can be admitted to the ideal university."

After announcing these two things, the class teacher left the classroom with a sad face, and his back was so lonely.

The students in the classroom whispered, discussing the departure of Teacher Wang, the new Chinese teacher, and what was even more exciting was that the English teacher who everyone loved had changed from a subject teacher to a class teacher in less than a semester after coming to our class.

Ding-ling-ling!

The bell for the morning reading class rang.

I have to say that the learning atmosphere in the provincial key school is still very good. When the bell rang, the originally noisy classroom began to quiet down, and then the sound of reading aloud gradually sounded, from weak to strong, one after another.

I looked up and saw that the clock on the wall to the right of the blackboard in front of the classroom was exactly eight o'clock.

Amid the sound of my classmates reading one sentence at a time, I also opened the textbook and began to recite the text.

"Climbing the Phoenix Tower in Jinling·Tang·Li Bai"

"The phoenix is ​​flying on the Phoenix Tower, the phoenix leaves the tower and the river flows by itself."

"The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace buried the secluded paths, and the clothes and hats of the Jin Dynasty became ancient hills."

"Three mountains are half-fallen outside the blue sky, and the Egret Island is divided by two waters."

"Always because the floating clouds can block the sun, Chang'an is not visible, which makes people sad."

...

The 20-minute morning reading class passed in a flash, and after a ten-minute break, it was time for the first class of the day.

The first class of the day happened to be English class.

Ding-ling-ling!

As the bell rang, a beautiful scene appeared at the door of the classroom on time.

English teacher Sarah walked in from the door holding the textbook in front of her chest. Her black and smooth hair was like silk and scattered on her thin shoulders. The white T-shirt wrapped her two firm and plump breasts, which were round and tall and pointed. She wore tight jeans on her lower body, which wrapped her flawless round legs, outlining the slender curve of her thighs and tight buttocks.

An ordinary set of casual clothes, worn on Sarah, added an incomparable beauty to this most perfect and seductive body. That kind of elegant and noble temperament is a bit like the unworldly Xiaolongnu played by Liu Yifei, which makes people want to tear off all her defenses and explore her inch by inch.

The beauty who walked to the podium calmly and calmly unconsciously added a brilliant color to this gray world.

She is the recognized goddess of the school, the English teacher that James has been thinking about, Sarah.

28-year-old Sarah worked for three years after graduating from college. After seeing the intrigues in the workplace, she chose to return to school for graduate school. After graduating from graduate school, she took up a teaching position and planned to devote her life to the cause of education.

She is intellectual and dignified, mature and elegant, and beautiful.

Such a charming woman, let alone a naive high school student like James, even those middle-aged men in society who have achieved success and seen countless women, would like to regard such a top-notch beauty as their own.

In James' heart, only women like his mother and aunt can compete with teacher Sarah.

"Classmates, from today on, I am your class teacher."

Sarah raised her jade hand lightly, knocked on the podium and said, her plain tone revealed an irresistible majesty, which made the children present feel a sense of submission in their hearts.

This is the unique temperament of a teacher. No matter how gentle you are, as long as you stand on the three-foot podium, every word you say seems to become a sacred and inviolable imperial decree.

From the moment he entered the door, James' eyes followed the movement of Sarah's slender figure. The two tall and plump breasts were tightly compressed by the white T-shirt, making the round and tight feeling on the chest more intense. This plumpness and plumpness were about to burst out, making the man's body and mind tremble.

Thinking of last night, when I almost fell down when I helped my aunt to the sofa in the living room, I put one arm through my aunt's armpit and hugged her body tightly. The soft touch of the breasts lingered in my mind.

James's lower body naturally reacted, and he muttered in his heart: "I wonder if teacher Sarah has ever been in love. Her sexy body is as mature and plump as my aunt who is a married woman. Is she not a virgin?"

At this time, Sarah opened her textbook and prepared for class. She raised her beautiful eyes slightly and saw James, the class monitor, staring at her intently. His eyes were dull, but there seemed to be a flash of hot desire.

Sarah's pretty face flushed instantly, and she felt a little flustered and embarrassed. She had seen this kind of frivolous look before, but she couldn't get angry because of James's status as the class monitor, and it was said that these classmates had a complicated family background.

My mind was full of thoughts. In order to interrupt the uncomfortable gaze, Sarah said helplessly: "James, stand up and read the second lesson of Unit 4 that we just taught last week."

I was still immersed in the comparison between my aunt and teacher Sarah. At this time, teacher Sarah's words instantly interrupted my thoughts of desire like a tide. Seeing teacher Sarah staring at me angrily, I understood something in an instant. I immediately buried my head in embarrassment and stood up while opening the English textbook in a hurry.

Although my English grades are not outstanding, reading a text is not difficult for me. In addition, I have listened carefully to every class of teacher Sarah, so this English article she taught last week is not difficult for me.

"I had many difficulties when I started to learn English. Since I came from Chaoshan District, I could not tel..."

It took me three minutes to read the article mentioned by teacher Sarah fluently. As soon as I finished speaking, the classroom burst into applause. My classmates looked at me with smiles and admiration in their eyes.

Seeing my performance, the anger in teacher Sarah's eyes also weakened a lot. She thought it was normal for adolescent boys to be more or less curious about the opposite sex, not to mention a beautiful girl like herself.

Sarah is quite confident about her figure and appearance. After all, she has never lacked fanatical admirers around her.

"Okay, sit down. Don't be distracted in class next time."

Sarah did not continue to embarrass me, and said slowly.

"Teacher, I know." I nodded guiltily, put away my little thoughts, and began to listen to the class seriously.

...

When the bell rang, Sarah gently picked up the teaching records and teaching reference books she brought with her, gently hugged them in front of her soft and plump breasts, and said softly: "Classmates, get out of class is over."

She moved slightly and left the podium with the book. A woman like Sarah, who is as mature as a peach, smiles and walks with a touching elegance. She walked slowly to the door, paused, stopped, turned around and said to the classroom: "James, come to the office with me."

The gentle and pleasant voice always has a faint taste of being out of the world.

I was panicked. It was just a sneak peek. As a teacher, you can't embarrass me, a student, right?

Alas!

I walked into the office with a sad face, and I stood aside with my head down in embarrassment, quietly waiting for teacher Sarah to speak.

Sarah returned to her desk and sat on the chair, turned her head and looked at the handsome face of the boy in front of her, still a little immature, with a little shyness in the sunshine, and her originally somewhat angry mood disappeared without a trace.

"James, although I have taught you for half a semester, I usually don't pay much attention to the situation in your class."

"Now I am your class teacher, and you, as the class monitor, should communicate with me more in the future, understand?"

Sarah's tone softened and she spoke gently.

Ah?

So you are not looking for me to settle accounts?

I was startled, then I was delighted, raised my head and nodded sincerely, "Don't worry, Teacher Sarah, I will communicate with you in time if there is any situation in the class in the future."

Since I was standing and Sarah was sitting, I accidentally caught a glimpse of half of Sarah's plump and round breasts, which were squeezed together in white, with an unfathomable charming ravine in the middle, which made me, who had just seen my aunt's body yesterday, suddenly dry my mouth and my blood seemed to boil at this moment.

In fact, Teacher Sarah was wearing more conservative clothes, and only when I looked down from a high angle could I see this infinite spring scene. The perfect and tender body was deeply hidden under the clothes, and the conservative dress made the two white tender flesh inadvertently exposed on the chest look particularly precious.

It was just a glimpse, and I quickly turned my head and shifted my gaze to the desk next to me. My heart was beating fast, afraid that Sarah would find something strange. Fortunately, she just told me a few words and asked me to go back to the classroom to wait for class. After all, the break between classes was only ten minutes...

The day passed quickly, and it was time to go home in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, hey, hey, James, wait for me!"

Just as I walked out of the school gate and prepared to hail a taxi, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind me.

I turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. DavidDavid ran towards me breathlessly.

I stopped and waited for this best friend in place, thinking why did this guy call me when he was not on the same way as me?

"James, here, this is for you." David ran to me panting, out of breath, and handed me an envelope that looked very delicate. The elegant words on the cover did not look like his handwriting.

I looked at David with a look of doubt and said, "Who asked you to give this to me?"

David said sourly, "Of course it was our class beauty. I have long suspected that she likes you. I accidentally found her staring at you several times. That look, tsk tsk... can be drawn."

"I didn't expect that she would write you a love letter. Alas, we are both handsome guys, why doesn't anyone appreciate me!"

David's face was full of resentment and he kept talking.

"Jessica?"

I was stunned, muttered a name to myself, and touched my chin unconsciously.

Is my handsomeness so good that even a beautiful girl like Jessica can't resist it?

I took the love letter from David and didn't rush to open it. Instead, I put it in my schoolbag and prepared to go back and read it slowly. I boasted to David for a few words and waved goodbye to him.

"James, the masts and oars are all gone, you know!"

Before leaving, David looked at me with a smirk and said something meaningful. He knew that I would definitely appreciate Teacher Feng's new work when I went back tonight, so he deliberately used this sentence to squeeze me.

"Go away!" I pouted with a look of disdain and responded, "To count the heroes, you have to look at me!"

With that, I walked to the side of the road without looking back, and waved my hand to David to say goodbye.

Not long after, an empty taxi came. I waved to stop and got in.

"Master, go to Yuying Primary School on Fanhua Road, High-tech Zone."

According to my aunt's instructions in the morning, I had to pick up my little cousin from school in the afternoon and go home together. Although my cousin's school is very close to my aunt's house, my aunt usually picks him up and sends him home. After all, he is still a six-year-old child.

My aunt's foot was injured and it was inconvenient today, so naturally I took over this glorious and simple task.

Although my aunt is my biological aunt, I am still living under someone else's roof. I am no longer an innocent child. I should do more things to leave a good impression on my aunt, so that she can like me more.

After all, who doesn't like a well-behaved and sensible child?

…

About 20 minutes later, I met my cousin who was waiting for someone to pick me up at the school gate, and then went home together.

Chapter 7

"You two are back. Let's eat takeout tonight."

When I got home, I saw my aunt sitting on the sofa watching short videos. After hearing the noise at the door, she looked up and said to me and my cousin, "My legs are not convenient for me to go out to buy groceries. We can only eat pizza tonight!"

My cousin nodded happily and I replied indifferently, "Aunt, did you eat takeout for lunch today?"

My aunt hummed in response. I don't know what short video she watched that made her so fascinated.

I said again: "If I had known this, I should have bought more food in the morning, so that you can heat it up at noon and eat it. Eating takeout is so unhealthy!"

Seeing that I was so considerate, my aunt was relieved. She put down her phone and looked up at me and smiled: "It's okay, James, it's just one or two times occasionally. Aunt will make delicious food for you tomorrow."

I touched my head a little embarrassedly, not knowing how to respond. Just then, there was a knock on the door. I hurried over to open the door. The takeout boy in a yellow robe stood at the door with a big bag of steaming food.

"Hello, is this the takeout ordered by Ms. Ye?"

Ms. Ye was naturally my aunt. I nodded to the takeout boy, "Yes, my aunt ordered pizza."

After confirming, the takeout boy gave me the takeout in his hand, said I wish you a happy meal and then left.

I closed the door, took the takeout and turned to the coffee table in front of my aunt.

"Thomas, come out and eat!"

I yelled at my cousin's bedroom.

My aunt, who was sitting on the sofa, was holding her phone to confirm the delivery. She was caught off guard by my shout and looked at me speechlessly. She rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "I don't know whose temperament you inherited from, you are so careless."

"My sister and brother-in-law are both introverted people. How could they give birth to a son like you?"

I laughed, "Aunt, I call this a sunny and cheerful boy, okay?"

Aunt curled her lips, "Sunny and confident boy? When he grows up, he will be the synonym of Aquaman!"

What?

Aunt's mouth is simply invincible. She can always complete the lore with a light sentence.

It seems that my uncle and cousin are tortured a lot!

My cousin also came out of the bedroom at this time. My aunt was too lazy to argue with me, so she put down her phone and leaned over the pizza box I opened on the coffee table. She picked up a piece of pizza cut by the merchant with her orchid fingers, and then she tilted her snow-white swan neck, opened her cherry lips slightly, and elegantly pinched the pizza and put it into her mouth.

Elegant, really elegant!

Of course, I couldn't stare at my aunt blatantly. After my cousin came over, I ate pizza with him and chatted with my aunt.

Soon, the pizza was finished by the three of us, and everyone was very full.

The satisfied aunt touched her flat belly and lay on the sofa with a satisfied sigh. It seemed that she hadn't been so comfortable for a long time. After all, after getting married, she chose to return to her family to be a good wife and mother. She made three meals a day by herself. How could she be as relaxed as today!

My aunt told my cousin to clean up the garbage on the coffee table and go back to his room to do his homework, but how could a teenage high school student like me let my cousin do such a thing? I hurriedly pushed my cousin into the room and told my aunt that I could do it.

My aunt praised me highly, saying that I was obviously a child from a wealthy family, but I didn't have any problems of a playboy. She also said that my mother made her, as a younger sister, admire her so much that she educated her child so well.

My aunt's praise made me want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

If my aunt knew that I used her original black lace panties to poke my big cock hard last night, and had inappropriate thoughts about her, would she still praise her nephew as a good boy?

I took the garbage I had cleaned up and fled, ran out the door and threw away the garbage downstairs.

I took the elevator downstairs and threw away the garbage. When I returned to the house again, my aunt was just slowly dragging her injured right foot to the door of her bedroom. When she saw me coming back, she said, "I have to go back to bed. I won't go out for a walk today. You should go to bed early too."

"Okay, aunt, you should go to bed early too."

I responded and watched my aunt go back to the room and close the door, then I went back to my bedroom.

I sat down by the bed and picked up my phone. It was not even seven o'clock, so it was still early!

It was impossible for me to go to bed so early, so I simply opened my schoolbag and found the love letter that the class beauty asked David to give me after school.

In fact, David and I were right. This was indeed a confession letter.

It was unexpected for me to think that the class beauty who I didn't interact with often liked me.

What should I do?

If I refuse, it will definitely hurt the girl's heart. We are in the same class. We see each other every day. It will be so embarrassing.

But if I don't refuse, you can't let me fall in love with the class beauty, right?

If my mother knew, she would beat me to death!

Because since I was in junior high school, my mother has set rules, and not allowing premature love is the first principle!

I never dare to cross my mother's bottom line!

If she knew that I was in love, I don't know whether she would beat me to death, but she would definitely let me transfer schools immediately.

But Jessica, the class flower, is really a good girl. She left a deep impression on me when I started my first year of high school.

Thinking of the scene when I first met Jessica, I couldn't help but think of the things that happened when I started my first year of high school last year.