Of course, I don’t ogle. All of this is interspersed with cooking, cleaning, setting up home. So, he wouldn’t know I am even watching him. Its a t...eat, every day.One of these days, Akshay, after finishing his shower, went back into his room but failed to fully close the door. There was a small gap. The room was well lit. His back was facing me. I was cleaning the dining table and was at the right spot to see thru the opening. And, that’s when it began. He dropped his towel. His body so well. It turned out I had dropped in on a girl’s weekend away. Penny’s brother owned the house and had let them use it for the weekend. The women came in all shapes and sizes and from different backgrounds. It turned out they had all gone to high school together and would catch up every now and again for a weekend away. Penny was divorced with the two k**s. She worked in real estate. Was about 5’6”, nice big boobs, shapely ass and great legs. Allison was also divorced, no k**s and was a. I looked confused.“The Queen of the Night’s aria from the Magic Flute,” Cal explained, “It’s sort of the soprano equivalent of Nessun Dorma.”“What’s that?” I asked.Jonas sang the first couple of lines.“Oh, that one,” I said, “I thought that was something to do with football.”Jonas just shook his head in disbelief.Eventually, Cal managed to answer him.“Yes, of course it’s my favourite piece, why?”“Sing it for me now,” Jonas said.“Without music?” she asked, “and no backing?”“We have backing,”. There was nothing I liked better than to hear her say, "Ganda ... hug?" unless it was the feel of her little face pressed against my neck while her arms nearly strangled me.At age three she started at nursery-school. Just the mornings. My old employer was happy for me to do an hour or so while she was there and once she started school, to have me work twenty hours a week with the understanding Kate took priority.Like her mother, she was a sunny little girl. Unlike her mother, adolescence didn't.