As she sat to wash it, I asked her to wash my boxer as well. I tied a small cotton towel around my waist which hardly covered my 6 inch cock. I went i...to my room and called her in. She came in with wet hands, I told her that I couldn’t handle the summer heat and requested her to apply oil on my head and massage it. She was hesitant; I gave the oil bottle in her hand and sat on the bed. She poured oil and started to massage. I could smell her body odor.I wanted to move her Saree and lick her. Like, this wasnt me trying to be authoritative or anything, I was still trying to decide if I was going to do this, and he was fucking distracting me with his little idiot dance, so I was basically using a conversational-tone, maybe slightly annoyed. And he snaps-to, I mean it was like a like a drill sergeant had barked at him. So if I had any doubts, he basically convinced me with that. Hes so terrified of me, I mean diary, you should have seen how his eyes went all wide, but he wouldnt look. .. ?" Hmmm ... no, can't say as I do," I answered sarcastically taking advantage of her good mood."Oh, don't be an ass," Vicky said happily setting her glass on the coffee table before coming over and plopping herself down on my lap and then giving me a full tongue press kiss on the mouth."Ummm..." I moaned with enthusiasm meeting her tongue for tongue."Oh! Check this out!" Vicky exclaimed excitedly breaking our kiss. Then taking one of my hands she placed it over her left breast.I squeezed a. And Dad bought me brown leather "suede" shoes.I put my hair in a braid and a pink bow at the end; I know Mom was waiting for this opportunity. She unbraided my hair to fixed in piggy tails with bows. I didn't care at this treatment; after all I was feeling girly all over.The doorbell rang and I thought was Sue but it was not, When Dad opened the door the one behind was Joel, and I wanted the earth to swallow me at that very moment.My face was red, and I hated my Dad for his customary way of.