Teacher encouragement

Today, a policeman has an appointment with a sister who used to guide him in high school. Now Naung Ye has also graduated. You will have to enter the workplace. In high school, the guide had a boyfriend. Sometimes he would meet the guide.

Naung Ye is a young man. I am very interested in the teacher who is close to me. The teacher was attending engineering school at the time. If you have to go to school after school, the teacher is very nice because their school is in uniform. Because of sitting close to her, the teacher's body odor mixed with the teacher's sweat and perfume attracted the police. When you meet a young man, you change your mood. From the beginning, the teacher took care of me like a sister.

Naung Ye and her teacher are only 5 years old. Thanks to the teacher's close training, I was able to pass the high school. I was admitted to the University of Computer Science. Because of her pioneering teacher, she was advised to attend other computer training schools besides the University of Computer Science. Now that I have a degree, I am afraid of having to go to work.

Naung Ye had to live with his mother because his parents divorced when he was young. That's why I feel weak. Anxiety I became accustomed to my fears and was afraid to do anything. When you have to do something, you are scared to death.

When I started university, I had to accompany my teacher and mother to school. After a week or so, I stopped sending them. Even now, I am afraid that I will have to go to work again. My mother contacted the teacher and asked her not to help me, so she made an appointment to go to a high-rise apartment in the center of the city where she lives today.

I was excited to leave the police station. I have not seen my sister for almost three years. You can only get in touch by phone. How have you changed? Are you living with your girlfriend? I went up to my sister's apartment with many questions. He went upstairs to a six-story building with no elevator.

My sister's parents are in the area. She lives alone in Yangon. My mother was a good friend of mine. I dare talk to my sister because she is not a stranger to this house.

"Tin Taung"

"Hey, the police are here. Wait a minute. I'll open the door for you."

"Yes… Sister…"

"You've grown fat and you look good in the middle of nowhere."

"After school, eat and sleep before you find a job. Actually, my sister is more beautiful."

"This boy is coming to sit with you for dinner."

"Yes…"

"Well, boy, what are you going to eat? What are you going to drink? If you do not have what you want to eat, you have a problem."

"Yeah, sister, did you cook it yourself? Just try it."

"Yeah… Taste it… Stay… Do you remember the way you came to your sister's house?"

"I remember, sister. Why?"

"I'm afraid I'll forget all of you by eating my sister's bitter gourd."

"Ha ha ha…"

When you talk to others, you feel like you are talking. The mouth can not move. I could hardly say a word. I was happy to talk to my sister. My sister has not changed at all. He spoke kindly to her as before. What has changed is that my sister is getting a little full. It's more beautiful than ever.

We ate bitter gourd together. He drank coffee and recounted his past experiences at school. My sister also told me about her work. My sister is currently studying for an MBA. Because he is an electrical engineer, he is currently working as an electronics sales specialist, but after completing his MBA, he may be promoted to management and promoted.

When asked about her boyfriend, she said she kept her face down and broke up with her boyfriend. I did not want to ask the whole question because I was afraid of my sister's misery. It felt like an opportunity for the next police officer.

"Well, you have to start working next month လား Are you mentally fit?"

"Yes, sister. When I went for my job interview, I was as prepared as you said. Fortunately, there were uncles and aunts who saw me there, so I had the courage to speak up."

"Wait… Boy… Can you really talk to a girl? ရဲ Do you dare to say that?"

"Oh, that's what I tried to say. Sister, the words never came out."

"Then why did you tell my sister?"

"I do not know either… I'm surprised if I think about it…"

"Then you have never had a boyfriend."

"Sister တာ I don't even have a girlfriend…"

"So have you ever held hands?"

"No မှ If not…"

"No, I asked if you had ever touched it by accident."

"Yeah, I'm just touching your hand more than I ever touched you."

"Okay… So how did you feel then?"

"I can not speak… I feel like an electric shock in my heart…"

"Chi Chi, you're a real guy, so do you want to hold my sister's hand now?"

"Really? Sister… hehe .. I want to hold it…"

"Oh, I'll give it to you, but I can't get it. I have to play the game. Come on."

My sister went to sit on a chair near the porch of their apartment. The apartment was high and the surroundings were not so high that it was clear but not easy to see. The next policeman sat down next to my sister. My sister was about to turn to the police, so she turned to face the chair.

"Well, boy ရမယ် I have to hold your sister's hand… but let's play a game…"

"Yes… Sister… How to play…"

"I'll keep your hand here (spread your arms in front of your chest) ရမှာ You have to chase it…"

"Okay, so what about the bet?"

"Hey, you can now hold your sister's hand."

"I'm not good at playing like that either. Every game is good if you have a bet."

"Okay, the winner can ask for something they like."

"Oh, soak it!"

"My sister has to be arrested at 1 2 3's…"

"Yes…"

"Let me start… 1 2 3"

The policeman grabbed her hand before she was three. The world stopped in an instant. The world is silent. I felt like my sister was shining.

"Hit ညစ် Dirty…'s sister's not even 3's yet…"

"Hey, I'm bored, sister. Let's start again."

"Oh, I'll start again."

"1 2 3"

This time, Naung Ye was slow. I can no longer hold my sister's hand. I did not catch it the next time. I do not know. My sister started to feel reluctant. That's it. The next policeman moved a little farther to where his sister was. This time, I will not let her go.

"Well, boy, let's get started."

"1 2 3"

It did not turn out as announced. She let go of her hand again. But then I got caught. My sister's two breasts. Specifically, my sister's two breasts, wearing a soft cloth and sewn-on bra. The speed of the cover made it seem as if the hand was pulling on the perfect stick.

The tingling sensation felt through the hands travels through the heart to the brain. As it passes through the heart, the heart darkens the message. So the brain does not know what to do next. My hands are still good at covering my sister's milk. Still good to hold.

"Oh, oh, boy, be careful."

"Oh, sister, sorry, I lost consciousness."

"Chichi's cool… You's in control of the speed too…"

"Hee"

"How… How do you feel…"

"Hey, I can not speak."

"I'm just saying you can't say that either."

"So, will you play the game again?"

"I'm going to play… Sister…"

"Be careful this time… Start… 1 2 3"

This time, I think my sister gave up. It was easy to grab her hand. My sister's hands are softer than I thought. Slim and beautiful.

"Well, I'll win. Can I ask for what I want?"

"Chichi's cool… I took it off out of pity."

"Anyway, I can do it. That's what I want."

"Yes, tell me."

"Actually, don't be upset, sister."

"Tell me, it depends on your request."

"Oh, I want to kiss your lips" (I have to bow my head because I dare not face you)

"Chichi, you can no longer say whether you are dumb or brave."

"Aren't you upset?"

"Not bad ကွာ"

"Then…"

"Stay… I'll tell you အစ်မ I accept your request အနေနဲ့ As an exception you have to do as you say… How?"

"Yes… Sister ဖြစ်ဖြစ် Anyway…"

"Ha ha… Are you really divorced?"

She got up from her chair and walked over to the dining room table. Seen from the back, she is the story of Naung Ye, the fantasy goddess of the past four years. She was wearing a T-shirt, and her hips, which were moving low and high under her waist, were very dark.

My sister picked up something from the dinner table and turned around to meet Naung Ye face to face. The next policeman was embarrassed and bowed his head. I heard a small laugh from my sister.

"Roh and Book"

"Hmmm, is this a great wrapper for reheating in the microwave?"

"Okay, because of the thin plastic, you and your sister don't have to touch your lips directly, and you kissed your lips as you wished."

"Oh, my sister is very popular."

"What can I do if I don't do it?"

"Hey's I have to take what I can't get မယ် I'll kiss…"

"Chichi's a real person"

I cut a piece of plastic around the size of my sister and put it on her lips. Then she kissed the plastic on your lips. How soft would your lips be? Exhausted breezes from the nostrils of her sister's mouth filled Naung Ye's lips. The courage of the future began to falter.

"Well, boy's it's fine… you… now's in touch with a woman a lot. Do you dare talk to girls later?"

"I do not think so, sister. I have to try."

"Even you's doing what your sister did for you's seem like you'm not happy about it…"

"I have one more request."

"If your sister complies with your request now, can you guarantee that you will dare to talk to the girls later?"

"I'm not sure, but I can guarantee I will try, sister."

"You're a very talented person, so tell me, what do you want to do next?"

"I want to breathe in my sister's icy panty."

"Huh, you're a real guy."

"Hee's liking me from my sister in the guide's. At that time, when my sister came in a school uniform, my sister's sweat and body odor were very strong. I do not know how I felt."

"You'm not really easy ပဲ just because you can not talk to girls… ပါလား Are you brave enough to tell your sister now…"

"I do not know……… ပြောနေ ပြောနေ ပြောနေ ပြောနေ ပြောနေ ပြောနေ မသိဘူး မသိဘူး မသိဘူး မသိဘူး မသိဘူး မသိဘူး"

"Well, then it's not easy မယ် I'll play the game…"

"Do you want a moment?"

"No, my sister will write a question on your back and ask you questions. You will answer those questions."

"Isn't it a hand, sister? Is it your back?"

"Yeah, the palms have more sensory nerves, the back has less, so I will write on the back."

"Yes, if you can, you will get Sister Pinti."

"Yes… Yes…"

"What if you win?"

"I'll tell you then."

"Oh no!"

"Now turn around."

He took off the T-shirt he was wearing and turned his back on her. My sister's little fingers were scratching her back from top to bottom. Then I scratched like a letter with just a sharp fingernail. I asked her to write it again because she did not understand what she was writing.

"I know, sister, you asked, 'Are you a bachelor? Is that right?'

"Yes."

"It's so pure's not even mixed with water…"

"Chi Chi"

"Well, it's my turn"

I looked at my sister and she seemed worried about something. I thought to myself. I asked the police this question, and I wondered if I was worried that I would be asked the same question. He looked at his sister, smiled, and asked her to turn around. The way you act is lovely. He winked at her, turned around, took off his shirt from his head, and placed it on his arm, covering his chest.

"Well, boy, you don't have much space to write. Take off your bra."

"Is that true, sister?"

"Well, I do not want to say it twice."

"Yes… Yes… Sister…"

The next policeman wants to take off his bra, but he does not know how to do so. My sister took it off on her own, claiming that you were a real divorcee. So I scratched my sister's back with my fingernails and asked a question.

"No, we're single now."

My sister's use of words changed. This time it was the next police turn. My sister wrote it, and even the police could not believe it. But if there is a question, there must be an answer.

"It's five and a half inches."

The next police officer called him in one word. This time it will be the next police turn. I do not know what to ask. So I drew a heart. So I slowly turned to him.

"Speak to us face to face…"

"I love you…"

"Love is an ointment. Tell me the main reason."

"I want you's"

"Chichi, you're a real guy. Let's ask. Turn around."

"Yes…"

This time my sister wrote English words. The first one is A and then S, then the next one is taken and then the Als. So what you want to say is as u like. The next policeman turned to his sister. I pulled down the shirt that covered his chest and large breasts appeared. I pulled off Tami.

"Hey, our bag is in the bedroom. It's bought for you. Go and get it."

As I said, I went to my sister's bag and found a set of condoms. And it's transparent. I drew it. They sat in a chair near the fence and had a romantic party. If there were more skyscrapers like today, the next couple would not be able to do the same.

About 5 years later…

"I'm going to be late for home ရှိတယ် I have something to talk about at work… and then I'll go to karaoke while eating and drinking with them."

"Come back early, brother. My son is going to sleep at my mother's house today."

"Yeah မယ် I'll be back…"

"Do you have a condom in your bag? There is nothing stopping you."

"Yes, thanks to you, I can face all the men and women."

"Thank you for coming back, Chi Chi."

the end

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