Pulling into the driveway, we got out and went inside. It was vacant, and he had the inside and outside to do, and we would probably be there for two ...eeks. Not only did he have to paint it, but also do small repairs as he went. He showed me where he kept his stuff, and explained what he wanted me to do. For the moment, there seemed very little, but as I watched, I realised what he was doing. From here on it would be for me to do. Stirring the paint, putting the drop sheets down, positioning. She loved to be the center of attention. And she usually was the center of attention as we typically hung out with a group of my friends. There were 6-7 guys who were always around. Most would have a girlfriend for a month or two, but for the most part, we all hung out together, with Cindy being the sole female. We took advantage of that all we could. One of my friends in particular, David, was known to be sort of a horndog himself. He was always the guy who had a stack of Playboys and even. I thought it was a good chance to get a little informal. Amazingly, she was reading my mind she removed her “dupatta” and the healthiest nice round breast appeared in front of me. She said it’s very hot and she didn’t want to wear bra and nobody was at home. I couldn’t believe the words I was hearing all I said in return was a dry and thirsty breath out. Her soft round breast was sticking out from her silk “kurta”. I couldn’t handle the heat I sat down on the chair and turned me face away from. His leaving early meant that he'd be back early, so she returned to her chores and finished her work in record time. Mom and Dad left about an hour after Terry did, and so with the bathroom now free she headed there.She took a good long hot shower where she washed her hair and shaved her legs afresh. She also trimmed her pubic hair into something she had seen in one of her Dad's Penthouse magazines. After she applied her make up, she rummaged through her collection of nighties for the sexiest.