It looked almost empty now, compared to how it had looked before. Several times, while we were working, my mother had tried to approach my father, but...each time, he had angrily waved her away from him. It was very obvious to all of us that he was really mad still. When we were done with the basement, and with taking stuff to the dump, my father got in his car, by himself, and drove off. He hadn't packed anything, so I never thought he was leaving us for good.My mother was sitting in the living. My eyes lined black and my lips painted red, I looked down to my body where I wore a black corset, cinched at the waist pushing my breasts up. I wore thigh-high black stockings with lace sewn to the top of it and two thin straps connected the corsets and stockings together. At the bottom of my stockings were a pair of thick black heels. As quietly as I could, I made my way back into the living room. I supressed an exasperated sigh as I saw your eyes still glued on to the screen, smashing the. Sometimes she even used to force and take me to her home on weekdays too if there is any special dinner plans.This continued and I became even good friend with Vidhay too. He used to come to my room for fun and movies. Kashi used to visit other states for his work over there and thus we used to miss him for 5–6 days every fortnight. They were cool and open minded in their home, we used to play cards, watch movies, drink and do many things. Many times we have seen nude and sex scenes and. Push({"serve": {}});“You really have nothing to be nervous about. You’re absolutelybeautiful.” She certainly was exaggerating there. “I’m notexaggerating,” she said, apparently reading my mind. She went on:“Look! You have a beautiful face…” she put her hand on the side of myhead and drew close and *kissed* me! “…and a body that men would*k**l* for!” She ran her hand down the side of my body toward myhips! .