We draw back, and you ask the time. ‘It’s late,’ you say. I nod, in sadness. You tell me not to pout, and I ask for you to stay with me. Much to...my surprise, and delight you agree. I cheerfully go get some pillows and blankets from the linen closet, in the next room. While fetching those things, I have a little time to take in all that was happening. What I had just asked, and what it might have implied, without much more intention than not wanting you to go, and not wanting to be alone. Before. The bed had a canopy on it, with more coverings bunched at the corners, which could be pulled closed to keep out any other drafts. I would say they needed a little help in building and stonework, if it leaked that badly. Two fireplaces, one in each of the rooms, provided heat.A brazier of some sort was in the bedroom. Oh great, nothing like dying from asphyxiation, just to stay comfortable. I shook my head at that, but it made me wonder just how cold it got, here. I looked again. Oh, the. As we were about to reach, it started raining. I was riding as quickly as possible being sure not to go too fast.After a minute, we reached her building where I dropped her. We both were completely drenched. Her top was becoming transparent and her black bra had made an outline in her top revealing itself.Me:- Ok mami, we have reached your destination.Mami:- Thank you so much for the ride, Rahul. I am glad you met me.Me:- Mention not, mami. It was my pleasure to give you a ride home.Mami:- Now,. Maybe it was because the scene on the TV had ended. Or maybe I actually sensed someone watching. But when I opened my eyes and shifted my gaze from the TV screen to the patio, I almost died of humiliation. A shirtless Skip was standing in the open door, his eyes focused intently on my crotch. My expression must have been priceless, a combination of horror and embarrassment. Instinctively, as the blood rushed to my face, I clamped my legs together in panic. When Skip saw my legs snap close, his.