Remembering the shrill cries of the blacksmith's wife and the shaking voice of the doctor, I braced myself to flee the room before I found myself caug...t by the girl's parents. But she did not scream or cry out. She only stared at me with an expression devoid of fear; it was the same as was worn on the face of the young girl in the doctor's home.So I approached her bed and sat on the edge. I remembered the muscles which had worked in my jaw the night before and I extended my teeth into fangs; in. In whole function I noticed that she hold my hand many time. It was usual thing but today it was feeling different I was getting turned on. And one or two time I just hold her hand and squeeze little hard. She looked at me intense and smile. I can see in that look that she is feeling the same.It was monsoon season so suddenly it started raining. As function was also about to over everybody started to leave. Now some of her relatives need to be stay there for nights so her parents request us to. So here I am still awake wondering if her is a killer or what. I cant take it anymore, so I get out of bed and go to the bathroom. On the way I try to look into the den area of this screwed up design of a lake house and see if he is still there or awake even. OMG he just seen me looking at him. I hurry into the bathroom and pretend I didnt look. I sit down to tinkle and I hear a knock on the bathroom door. He is knocking on the door asking if anyone is in there? Duh, you just seen me run. My fingers needed and massaged her thighs a lot more than any other part of her body. My fingers moved up and touched the bottom edge of the suit and traced along the edge to hip and then down to knee. Up inside of thigh to almost the edge of suit covering her pussy. I squeezed and she moaned. I rubbed the back again and hands hit top edge of suit at waist. “You said you don’t like the tan lines but you will have on at your waist unless you move the top down a little.” I had risked it all.