Uncomfortable with what was obviously a family squabble, I got up and left the room, so I don't know if Sheila got to speak with her ex-husband or not... Five minutes later Charlie joined me in his room, apologizing for the behavior around the phone.I didn't voice an opinion or comment one way or the other because Charlie was clearly upset. I had seen him like that before when we were freshmen in room Three C. Sometimes when he returned to school after a weekend at home, he would stomp around,. I was thinking what sort of help a man will need to have a good piss. I shook my cock and pushed it back into the denim shorts and returned to the kitchen table that was all set. Mrs. Hudson smiled and we chatted and sipped the tea. First of all she told me that since I will be staying the whole school year at her house that I should not call her Mrs. Hudson but rather by her first name Ruth or Mrs Ruth. Being Indian and from a good family I told her I cannot be that familiar with her since she. I remind him about the file but he seemed least bothered. He came to me and said a looked beautiful in a sari and placed his hand on my bare stomach. I wore the sari above my navel. I was frightened and tried to move. He caught me by my shoulder and removed the pin used to attach the pallu to the blouse. I protested and I wanted to go. He brushed his fingers on my shoulder and the pallu fell. Vow he said and tried to hug me. “Sir, what are you doing. I am married .let me go” . I said but he was. Katie’s pert boobs looked fantastic in her tight red t-shirt, I could see that her nipples were hard and pressing against the material. She looked me in the eye and I knew she was turned on at the sight of my scantily clad body in the sexy underwear. She pushed me up against the wall and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel her hands sliding slowly down the satin material, over my breasts and down to my waist. She pushed her body against mine as she moved the tiny black.