My cousin showed me how
When I was 16 I was attending my third year at the local high school. Summer was already at its best. June condemned school to an end and me to study hard with necessary private lessons in math and Latin. My mother decided to send me at my aunt’s house. At that time she was a teacher and she could help me out with my homework and my preparation for the repair exams. At the bus station my cousin picked me up. She was somehow better looking than the last time I saw her. She looked more...