You are my son-in-law. Show me some respect”“I gave you a choice. Since you aren’t in the den awaiting your punishment, you must be leaving” R...vi calmly answered. “Either you are going to accept the house rules and live in my home, or you will go to the airport. I am happy to buy you a ticket anywhere you want to go, but then you are on your own.”Hansa began to say something, but Ravi shot her a glance. Hansa face went flush. Her hand instinctively reached to protect her bottom, and she stayed. She was asking about model and type and somethings.I didn't care what she was asking.I was continually playing with my penis.My dick was so stiff.She had noticed that I was playing with my penis.But she was not exactly sure.She was pretending she hadn't noticed.She turned again and began to look for products at the shelf.I slowly approached her and touched slightly.She pretended as if nothing happened.I placed my dick completely behind her over her coat.She was still checking the shelf.I was. Don’t tell. I am coming to your house.I knew where she lived. As per Neha, she didn’t know where I will show up or not. As I am of very unpredictable person. She was not very clear. She told me later that she was not sure and scared about how to introduce me to her family.I being sorted, had a plan for that.Her house is nearly 1 hour by train from my place. As I used to live in the hostel I didn’t have any vehicle. (I also preferred train in Mumbai due to traffic) Neha tried to call me, sent a. I entered her room with my tool box in hand and told her I was going to fix her right up. Her radiant smile made my knees weak. After I made her repairs, Ms. Valentine asked me if I ever did any side work. I told her sure as long as I had the knowledge no problem. She gave me her address and we made an appointment for the next Saturday. I arrived at her place Saturday morning. I could see that she really needed my help. It was a small wood frame house with shutters hanging, stairs rotten,.