"Janet, what the hell are you thinking? This is your father! Are you still drunk? There had better be an explanation for this, do you realize how sick...this is?" Tracy, listen, the three of us need to talk about this..."I cut him off, "Jim, I was NOT talking to you. As far as I am concerned, you have nothing to say about this. Obviously..."Janet cut me off. "Listen, we do need to talk, but you need to get rid of Brad, and we need to really talk, all three of us. Why don't you take him to get his. "You're jealous," she accused softly. "You're jealous that I'm in the pageant."Vicky felt her jaw tense, while at the same time she fought the impulse to laugh at Mel's ridiculous accusation. "Jealous?" she finally sputtered. "Jealous? Of you? Of that stupid... pageant?" She couldn't keep the anger or scorn out of her voice. "You're full of shit if you think I'm jealous!" She turned angrily back to her books, her face red and her jaw clenched in fury.Mel sat silently, wondering what she'd said.. .Our maid, Savita, is a middle aged woman with slight dark complexion and a healthy body. She has average sized breasts and a nice booty. She is hard working and has a good innocent nature(i was soon proved wrong :P )That time I was 17 and like all boys I used to think with my penis. Every time she used to bend during her chores, I would try to take a peek at her tits. I also liked to stare at her buttocks and imagined various stuffs. She did caught me sometimes starting at her assets but never. We weren’t far out of the next town so I told her she would have to wait. We stopped at a station and she went in and used the rest room. When she came back out she had a smile on her face and her bra in her hand. Her areolas and erect nipples were visible through the thin material of her top. She climbed back in the van and said that she felt much better. We talked about her going to college in the fall and how she just wanted to spend some time alone with me before she went. We got to where.