Chapter 1241 Finding My Love:>> 41
- "Naked ladies?"
- She grinned at me. "Yeah. Botticelli's 'Birth of Venus,' Renoir's 'Bathers'. It was, well, eye opening. And none of them were skinny. Well, I took that book home. It was the closest thing to porn I'd ever actually held in my hands, and I sort of learned to masturbate with it. And then I started fantasizing about my Social Studies teacher, Mrs. Pullins."
- "Was she, um?"