She shifted again, lusty and restless.She didn't know she had an audience. Her neighbor, a kid named Bobby, was watching her from an upstairs window. ...e'd always had a crush on Miss Peters, in spite of her cold personality. She treated other kids like students, keeping them at a distance, but she treated Bobby like a neighbor, and they'd gotten along fine. Bobby thought Miss Peters was the most beautiful woman in the world.Especially today. She was wearing a black bikini that really showed off. Lesaga loosaga irunthathu pola irunthathu, aunty meethu paduthu kondu vegamaaga ooka aarambithen. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu, ooka ooka sugam kangalai maraithathu. Auntyai ookum pozhuthu kanjai pundaiyil iraki vidathe pinbu kuzhanthaiyai naan un veetirku thaan eduthu varuven endru soli bayam katinaal.Naan aan urai vangi vanthathaiye maranthu viten, sunniyai padak endru veliyil eduthu sunniyil aan urai aninthu auntyai matter poten. En sunniyil vinthu varuvathaku munathaaga aunty. I stuck my head in Jen's room, not to be nosey but to acquaint myself with the layout of the house. Her room was all pink and lacey with stuffed toys on the bed.The house was a big rambling place with high ceilings and polished boards on the floor, heavy rugs were scattered about the place. I'd already been in the living room and kitchen so I moved on into the lounge room, a bay window overlooked the gardens, there was a huge fireplace with heavy fire irons, the fire was laid and ready to be. All the other men were there, sneaking peeps up my skirt and noting my unfortunate state. I stood before them and I, like they, stayed silent save for their loud intakes of breath and the occasional guttural noise. A partial reflection of myself in the window plus, how I felt, let me know just what the men were able to view. Pantyhose not pulled up properly, holed and soiled, skirt too was stained, while blouse had buttons missing in the middle showing my bra and making it obvious the entire.