After quickly shedding my clothes, I jumped underneath the heated water stream. I stood still, letting the warmth wash over me, and my chills ceased. ... few moments of peace pampered me before thoughts of the graveyard pushed peace to a corner. Thoughts of Percy Shelley were in the forefront. His horrid death. The chilling story of his heart that wouldn't burn.To my extreme discomfort, a new thought entered my mind – the thought that I was being watched. It's the spine-tingling uneasiness one. But she didn’t talk about it. As my father is paralyzed he will be in bedroom only. Kalai and me use to sleep in hall, my mom and dad in bedroom.That day while sleeping I removed my shorts and masturbated, she seen it in the dark. Then I slept. After this incident her behaviour towards me completely changed. She used to how her cleavage and boobs without bra. Next day after my mom went to shop, I started to watch porn in my laptop. Kalai was working, but she had an eye on my laptop. I noticed. I groaned and rose up off the bed. ‘You are all wet.’ That is, I rose up as far as my restraints allowed. ‘It is the come you left in me that was running out, it is not my juices.’ I smugly told him, knowing that that my juices must be flowing, since I felt so flushed, the room was so hot and his every touch sent electric shocks through my body regardless of where he touched me. He bent over and with both hands he opened my labia and lowered himself further as he sucked my clit until she. .” “I needed to reprimand a few of the guys. He was one of them. Sometimes they just waste time bullshitting and....” She stood up. Already taller than me, her black high heels added two more inches to her height. “Sometimes you overdo it,” she said, slipping a black mini-dress over her head. “Zip please.” “No panties, Jen?” She shook her head. “Who’s going to know?” “I just believe in running a tight ship,” I continued. “The boys need to know who’s boss.” Jen’s dress felt soft and sleek.