She was cautious not to reveal much nor I did I prod with any inquisitive questions. As was my habit and principle, I wanted her to make the first mov....As I stood up thanking her profusely for the tea and kind hospitality, she enquired about my dinner. I told her since my wife was in the native place, usually I used to cook my food myself or sometimes took food from hotels.Immediately, she invited me to have dinner with her at her place. As I was about to decline thankfully, she again. I nearly came in my pants.Being 16 years old, it was difficult to determine if she were making sexual advances or just being friendly, which she always was. Finally, it was time to get ready for bed. We said goodnight and I went to the guest room.Kamana was still up and she was sitting in the bedroom watching TV. “Going to bed?” she asked me. She looked so good sitting there, her hair perfect, her legs long and sexy. “I guess so,” I answered, hoping she would ask me to stay.She did. “Wanna. “Erm, OK then, see to it she gets home and gets some bed rest, we’ll see her next Monday. You take the rest of the day off too, just as well, we’re almost done.” Steve stood up, “Shouldn’t I go… as well?” “No, best not, we need you to present the last section.” Mags spoke up, putting her hand on Steve’s arm in a way which did not escape Liza’s notice. Steve’s expression towards her hand also rang all sorts of alarm bells in Liza’s mind. But she composed herself, and replied Mr Jamison in a. And I cut them up for the stew we were making. Yeah, we were making. Normally, I hate to cook. It was a girl's job. Only, now, I was a girl, and cooking was suddenly fun. I was thinking about that as I was setting the table. Aunt Therese came in with the food. As she sat down, she looked at me like she was reading my mind. "Oh, don't worry about why you suddenly enjoy cooking, Alice. My spell changed you mentally, as well as physically. Otherwise, I'd just have had a troublesome niece instead.