A button was missing, it had come loose earlier under the pressure of my friend’s eager hands. After a quick appraisal of myself, I realised that I ...as showing more cleavage than I probably should be. The boy stayed where he was, obviously not planning to leave any time soon. He was supporting his weight on a stack of library shelves which shielded our alcove from the rest of the room. He was also blocking our only exit. I looked at Andrea. At a glance, she appeared to be surveying our intruder. I could see that she blushed by my comment and turned her head from me and holding my hand with her two hands placed it on her upper chest. Now i got the signal. I slowly rose from the bed and made her lie in the bed. Oh! My god. In the red silk saree and blouse she was looking too sexy. She lay like a slave. I surveyed her body for about 5 minutes. Then gathering some courage, i kneeled on the bed besides her and kissed her forehead. Then my lips kissed each and every part of her face and. "Should I thank you?" she asked,looking back."You should. I've given you the opportunity to grow up tobe something other than a sad little thief; take care anddo it right this time. The nuns will show you the way andcorrect you if you get off the path."Somehow it all made sense to her--all fear had dropped awayand she felt only awe and wonderment. And gratitude. "Thankyou, sir," she said politely, discovering that she knew howto curtsey. The bells jingled joyfully again as she shutthe door. I was standing in front of him in a micro mini, with one leg on the sofa; the dress had naturally risen up and he could see my hot holes;I stood a less than half nude in front of him. With my back towards him, I deliberately dropped my lighter down; I was close to his face, as I bent down to pick it up my mini raised up further, as my ass stared straight on his face; I love his gesture as he could not resist planting small kisses all over my ass, buttocks, hips and my asshole. In fact, he.