He pictured a grown-up version of River, looking like Ben was now, but with dark blond hair, sitting by him. His heart ached for the grown-up River an... he briefly wondered if Tom had felt the same way for him, or if James was feeling the same thing for his daughters, even now in his comatose state. The sound of rustling fabric caused Ben to snap out of his musings and only then did he notice James was stirring. He leaped up from the recliner and was immediately at James’ side. ‘James?’ he said. I had imposed strict rules on her behavior in my presence. The rules were:- she was always to have her hair tied in a bun. Only I was allowed to open her bun. She could not touch her bun once she made it in the morning. She was always to wear kashta sarees (thin cotton ones) – when I was in the house, she was to wear no blouse or petticoat. Only saree. – she was to wear a nose ring – her pussy was to be clean shaven – lastly, she had to obey every order & command of mine without hesitation. Any. After we had our third round. I was clearly very exhausted. I couldn’t go further. We were both tired and hungry. It was 1 pm. Neha got up and walked towards the bathroom and started the shower. I followed her. Seeing her taking bath was 100 times sexier. I got turned on instantly. We had sex in the shower too. It was a dream fantasy come trueAfter the shower, Neha wore her undies and went to the kitchen to prepare food for us. I was soo tired, I badly needed rest. But again I was tempted. So I. "I rather enjoyed watching you in those, especially when they are half off/half on," she coyly commented.So I joined her. I knelt, my knees straddling hers, that evil smile returning as my fingers once more went into my clothing and unashamedly began to finger myself again. This time for her pleasure as well as my own."You liked watching me masturbating? How long had you been there? Did you see what filth I was watching?"She laughed softly as she shed her expensive robe."Sylvie. I'd been there.