He approaches the table on your left side. As he stands awaiting your order, I watch his eyes as they move from your face to your upper body in the fo...m fitting dress, he eyes the outline of your breasts before moving further down to the thighs of a goddess. He moves slowly back up before making eye contact with you.You smile as you tell him your order, he makes a mental note of it before moving to me. I give mine and he leaves us. I look at you and mention that he was thoroughly checking you. I sat down on the bed and tried not to cry. “It’s . . . it’s a drawing... Wendy did. It was only a couple of days before her . . . her mother . . . took her away.”Tania studied it with the eyes of a child. “Oh I see, that’s your house, there’s you and this must be Wendy . . . but why is that woman so far apart from you two . . . as if she wasn’t really a part of you. And there’s a shape behind the house?”I must admit that I had never noticed these things before, she was separate from Wendy and. "Then she got angry and said, "You set me up, and then you watched your own wife getting seduced by him, and you got a thrill out of watching him strip off my clothes and then fuck me. Your own wife. I don't believe this!"I told her I was sorry, that I didn't think it would go that far.She was still angry and said, "You enjoyed watching your own wife get fucked-you stood there and watched and you didn't do anything. If you enjoyed it so much, maybe I should do it again."I told her that she had. Then again one day we were in the library and I was making notes on some principles we required for the project. All of a sudden I felt that my shin was in contact with some soft skin as if somebody was rubbing it there continuously. I looked down and saw that she was caressing my shin and eventually she managed to get my socks up to my ankles, all with her toes.It all happened that day. I remember it as if it were yesterday. It was raining cats and dogs. She called me up and said, “Hi.