Myself: Yes, mother.Sejal: Why didn’t you go to your tuition classes and exactly what were you doing peeping outside Mr Patel’s house a while ago?...yself: Oh well, father had called you 10 times on your mobile phone. You were not here to pick up the call, so I picked up his 11th phone call. He wanted to speak to you urgently on some matter.Sejal (speaking nervously): What did you tell him? Did you tell him that I was at Mr Patel’s house?Myself: As I said, since he wanted to speak to you urgently. Main aap ko bata nahi sakta main chup chap un kay room main chala giya woh us waqt bath room main then un hon nay mujhay pukara jojo main nay kaha je to un hon nay kaha betho main abhi aati hoon main beth giya aur soch raha tha kay ab kia honay wala hai sath sath main apnay 6″lambay aur 2″motay lund ko bhi bithanay ki koshish karnay laga kay kahin how isay khara dekh kar ghusa na hojain per yah bethnay ka nam hi nahi lay raha tha aur beth ta bhi kaysay pehli bar kisi nay asay chuwa jo tha itnay. No. Not exactly. They didn't want to pay the surcharge for a front room." she answered. Angela smiled."No problem then. Give them room eleven on the front, compliments of the hotel no extra charge. Greg can have his usual room." She emphasised for Mrs. Winton's sake the word 'usual'.I was sitting with a cup of tea contemplating the orders to write when there was a knock on the door. It was Angela. I invited her in and lifted the tea pot invitingly."Yes please." She sat down and shook her head.. She stepped into the shower-cubicle while half-wondering about that. She washed her hair with the shampoo, and then washed herself with a nice body-shampoo. After which, while she was rinsing herself, Michelle noticed that Frank's razor & shaving-cream were on the tiled floor in one corner of the cubicle; she hadn't noticed them before, but seeing them triggered a rush of images...How pleased Frank would be to see her parading around the house with her shaved pussy-slit on display. Frank's big.