She said “Thik hai. Aap baithiye”.As soon as she went into the bed room and closed the door, I started peeping thru the keyhole again. She removed...her Pallu and started slowly opening the hooks of the blouse. I dont know why she was not wearing the Bra. As soon as she opened the last hook, her melons came out and as she raise her arms to remove the blouse, the boobs got raised a bit and gave a lovely sight. All this while she kept smiling to herself in the mirror. To my utter surprise, she took. Not mean sad or disappointed sad, just sad. “I wish I could have given you a better upbringing, Ingrid. Maybe you needed a father after all. Maybe you’d have more balls now.” She shook her head.“What are you going to do to Andrew?” I had to know.“Ingrid, I don’t know what to do with you, other than what I always did when you failed me.”I swallowed and nodded.“That wasn’t a promise. I honestly don’t know what do when my daughter has fallen under a sexually abusive son. It’s out of some insane. A soft moan floated up from her throat, mingling with the sounds of the new day."Thee mou, " he gasped, lifting his head to look at her face. "Eisai toso omorfi."Camille returned his gaze, her eyes hazy and glazed. "Hmm?" My God, Camille," he translated. "You're so beautiful."He bent to kiss her again, the fingers of one hand moving between them to trace the curve of her breast. Camille pushed back again, trying hard to keep him at arm's length. It wasn't working so well."Niko, please," she. This time I looked at her chest while she was looking in my eyes. I wanted her to know that I like her melons and also wanted to see how she reacts at my open and bold glance. She didn’t feel bad at my glance on her boobs and said “Please masterjee, I need it tomorrow for a party in the evening”. I smiled looked in her eyes and then looking at her chest again and said “OK Madam, let me see what can I do for you”. She said “Thanks masterjee, please try you best” and gave me a wonderful smile..