Cindy's big, dark eyes fluttered open and she squinted from the sunlight's glare. She wriggled down into the warmth of the bed and then moved closer t... the big, warm body beside her. Suddenly she was wide awake as the memory of last night broke through.Like the man beside her she was the most free from sexual tension she'd ever been in her eighteen years. But her belly ached with an ill defined yearning. A soft warmth suffused her body as she remembered how wonderfully her uncle had worshipped. Right in front of me was a stunning blond withlong hair and a very pretty face. She was several inches shorter thanme, probably 5'8" or 5'6". She had a stunning body too and dressed in ashort white skirt, a white halter top and white high heel shoes. Shelooked like an angel.It then occurred to me that she the girl I pictured myself to be. I knewexactly what she was down to her shoe size. Which was a size 4 by theway. She also had an amazing 38C-24-36 body.I looked down at myself and sure enough. She felt plain and uninteresting and she always remembered her mother saying to her as a child." Men never make passes at girls that wear glasses."She thought ruefully, her Mother had been right. They never made passes at girls with floppy breasts either. It seemed that her only redeeming feature was the fact that she did have a nice complexion, and nice eyes, and her figure was not too bad.But perhaps now after all the worry of the past few months, she was rather on the skinny side.She was the. All other rooms were at the bottom level.So mostly my mom and I used to stay in our house with some workers. I had total privacy on my floor. Nowadays I purposely started touching Kamla bai when I had to ask her for some work or the other. When she had to clean our hall at that time I purposely sat there watching TV.But my intentions were different. I used to watch her bend down and saw her cleavage and ass when she moved opposite me. It was a pleasuring sight. This went on for a few days. Now.