Blonde hair in a ponytail, brightblue eyes, porcelain skin - and from where I sat slumped in the comfychair across the desk, with her leaning forwards...and adjusting herglasses to look at my notes, I had a proper good view down her whiteshirt so I wasn't complaining."Josh - can I call you Josh?" she finally began, looking up from thenotes and flashing me a pleasant smile."Call me what you want, darling," I grinned back at her, and her smilefaltered."Okay, Josh. In which case I'd like you to. Her mother instructed her to make breakfast for me and serve with tea and she went upstairs to wash clothes. Now we 2 are alone in the ground floor of house. She came close to me and serves me food in that she was still watching me and smiling. I asked why u r smiling, she said she came to our house 7 years back when she was very young girl and I was also around 18 at that time. She said she like me a lot at that time and wants to be my friend as now she has lots of feelings for me. I said if. ‘Pretty good,’ she said, ‘we won again, 3-1.’ ‘Didja score?’ ‘Yeah, peanut, 2 goals, one assist.’ ‘Yay!’ Gwen yelled, raising her little arms above her head. Her mother smiled. M.J. went to the kitchen and took the plate of cold chicken and frozen peas that her mother left for her, sat down at the table and ate it without much enthusiasm. M.J. generally considered food nothing more that fuel necessary to maintain her physical activity, probably because her mother was not a good cook. Dropping. I said "kuch nahi"She asked angrily "bata touch karke ke kya?" I gathered some courage and said "Apke hips ko touch kar ke dil karta hai ki inhe touch aur massage karta jaun. Apke thighs aurhips bahut soft and silky hai”Again I asked mom, “Mummy, kya aapki kamar bhi itni soft hai?”She said “tujhe nahi pata to khud hi touch kar ke dekh le”"Mummy aap pehle jaise peeth ke bal let jao"phir main mummy ke pet aur kamar par haath pherne lagaa"bete ab mai bahut moti hoti jaa rahi hoon, hai na?" she.